"What a coincidence!?"
As the little patriarch was talking, Zhang Tianling ran up the mountain as fast as a meteor, followed by four female generals. The four women each held a bag in their hands and followed Zhang Tianling Zi to the top of the mountain.
"I'm here to send you charcoal!" Zhang Tianling laughed and gestured to the four female generals. The four female generals placed their bags respectfully on a large limestone. When the bag landed on the ground, they could faintly hear the sound of metal colliding.
"This is what you need the most, right? I'm sending charcoal in the middle of the snow. I'm a man of virtue, and I'm a man of virtue!" Zhang Tianling said to himself as he unwrapped the bag. He felt as if the bag was shining with a golden glow as if the entire bag was that of
