Hearing Gouwa's shout, with a "creak," the door opened.
Bare-chested, Gao Zhijian frowned as he looked at him, with steamy sweat cascading down his body despite the cold weather.
"Can you smell it? Today, Young Yang and his wife are steaming buns! Pork and green onion ones!"
Looking at Gouwa's sly expression, Gao Zhijian, with a bang, closed the door again.
Through the door, Gao Zhijian listened as Gouwa's complaints gradually faded away, "Ah, what a bore. Scholar Lv was more fun. I wonder where that lad has gone. Haven't seen him in so long; I actually miss him a bit."
Only when he could no longer hear any sound did Gao Zhijian turn around and steadily picked up the weighty halberd. With a low roar, he forcefully lifted it.
This Giant Halberd was made especially for Peng Longteng, and it looked so out of place in Gao Zhijian's hands, like a child riding a large horse.
