"Xiaotao!" Mo Yitong suddenly shouted in a loud voice.
"Master!" Little Tao stood up and looked at Mo Yitong, whose face was full of murderous intent. She was a little timid and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Let's forget about Little Chap Ding's death! Now, prepare something for me." Mo Yitong walked up to Little Peach and stared fixedly at her.
"What is it?"
Mo Yitong looked elsewhere and muttered softly, "Replaces, silver needles, cotton wool."
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Xiaotao frowned and looked at Mo Yitong in confusion. She could not help but ask, "Master, what do you want Xiaotao to prepare these for?"
Mo Yitong smiled and said, "You don't have to know. The less you know, the better. Anyway, you have to remember that Little Chap Ding's death is not over yet."
Xiaotao nodd
