A Violent Perfect-Grade Weapon

At noon.

Although they had already entered the age of mobile payments, some people still chose to carry a bit of cash and change on them.

"Go early and come back early. Remember to get the change."

Bai Zhi stuffed the fifty yuan Withered Heart had handed him into Shadow Guard's hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"...Didn't you say you were going out to buy it?"

Watching the scene before her, Withered Heart held her wallet with a speechless expression.

"Oh, Shadow Guard felt sorry for me. He insisted on doing it for me, saying he'd die if I refused."

With a slight shrug, Bai Zhi sat down on the sofa with the can of Herbal Tea in hand.

"There's no need to worry about such a trivial matter. Let's talk business first... Oh, and remember to take out the trash while you're at it."

Halfway through his sentence, Bai Zhi seemed to recall something and turned to address Shadow Guard, whose body had already half disappeared into the shadows.

Then, under the strange gazes of Fireworks of Romance and Withered Heart, Shadow Guard reappeared and took the trash bag out of the Trash Can with him.

"This thing is much more useful than my dolls..."

Watching this, Withered Heart muttered enviously under her breath.

Although her Five Elements Dolls could do something like this as well, they were far too cumbersome, and their intelligence was rather lacking. How could they compare to the convenience of the Black Shadow Legion?

"You two discuss your business first."

Her long legs clad in black stockings crossed elegantly. Facing the reproachful look from her Crafter, Fireworks of Romance folded her arms before her chest, her expression calm.

She had to maintain her image in front of Withered Heart. After all, her