"Tiger head... and this word 'Dingguo,' could Wu Pojia be a public official?" He held the waist tag, murmuring to himself.
He flipped over the waist tag and quickly put it back, unceremoniously claiming the entire package.
After completing these tasks, he piled dirt and rocks on Wu Pojia's corpse, burying it nicely.
Shen Luo picked up the Fire Gun and other items, preparing to press onward, when he suddenly looked back at the way he came. The Eight Trigrams Light Array re-emerged in his mind.
The newly acquired Fire Gun and the Cold Gun had exceptional power, could they possibly break the Light Array?
However, Shen Luo immediately shook this thought from his mind.
