His wife didn't know what exactly Li Banfeng had told the estate.
Li Banfeng wanted to show his wife the oil Portable Residence had stolen, but in the blink of an eye, all the oil in the Third Room was gone.
Taken by the train?
Li Banfeng was now on the train. To be exact, the oil hadn't been taken by the train; it had been moved by the Third Room.
Where to?
The locomotive?
And where was the locomotive?
Ever since he arrived at Medicine King Valley, joined the Taoist Sect, and the Peddler handed over the key to him, Portable Residence had always been with Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng had never delved deeply into Portable Residence's origin, nor had he thought much about its peculiarities.
The Portable Residence moves with its owner—what an incredible thing that is!
But there were too many incredible things in Puluo State, and Li Banfeng had no time to ponder them further.
Now, it seemed, he truly had to think carefully.
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