"Old Zhao, Old Zhao!"
Seeing that there was no much space left in the small courtyard, Guo Jia shouted.
Soon, Zhao Decai appeared out of nowhere.
"Looks like I have to expand this Creation Camp."
Looking at the small courtyard, Guo Jia had a helpless expression. He did not expect the Creation Camp to not have enough space.
"Mr. Guo."
Upon spotting Guo Jia, Zhao Decai broke into a smile. A few figures emerged behind him, promptly tidying up the courtyard and then allowing Guo Jia and Xu Ding to enter.
"Looks like I'll have to change the location of your Creation Camp."
Guo Jia looked at the smile on Zhao Decai's face.
"Sure, let's do it."
Hearing Guo Jia's words, Zhao Decai's face was filled with surprise. This courtyard was indeed a little small. There were many things that could not be placed inside.
"Old Zhao, do you have anything that can easily ignite flames?"
"Ignite flames?"
"Yes, I do."
