C635 The Secret of the Heaven Howling!

Crackle and pop!

The private quarters in the Eating Sky courtyard, where Hsiao Feng resided, were bustling with people. Hsiao Feng himself sat behind a desk, his fingers flying over an abacus as he rapidly tallied the day's earnings for Eating Sky.

Before him, a group of veteran employees from the Divine Weapon Shop, who were always keen to make a purchase or not, were gathered around a table