C1071 Wooden Ten Was Wooden Ten and Wooden Ten Was Wooden Ten

In the Lan family's forging workshop dormitory, a weak light lit up in the utility room.

Bai Changfeng had a listening talisman on his ear, listening carefully.

He had come to the Lan family's forging workshop today to report in, and sure enough, as he had imagined, the Lan family's attitude towards him was very bad.

On the first day, they made things difficult for him