C675 A Great Harvest
The interior was roomy but cluttered, with a distinct odor of foot stench permeating the air.
Zhao Dong's brow furrowed as he braved the foul smell.
"It reeks in here!"
Feeling nauseated, he cast a glance at the malodorous socks and shoes strewn across the bed.
Shaking his head, his attention was suddenly drawn to something beneath the bed.
A wooden chest, seemingly heavy