Outside the tomb tunnel.
At the foot of the snowy mountain, inside a camp house, steam swirled as the aroma of dishes filled the air.
Several leaders exchanged drinks, drinking with great joy.
"I toast to you."
"I toast to you too."
...
At the dining table, many people offered toasts to Ning Zheng, showing even more enthusiasm.
Unknowingly, Ning Zheng had already become the leading figure in the team.
After all, how old were these young blacksmiths?
They had just opened the first body of the Five-Body Realm, all around their teens.
No matter how strong their learning ability, no matter how outstanding this generation was, someone needed to guide them.
This old steward must be secretly advising them.
Shi Youxing looked at Ning Zheng, her beautiful eyes flowing, and praised, "Originally, I thought if your so-called internal spy prisoner couldn't succeed, we would send someone."
