Storing the Stuff

Zhao Luo entered the white palace like a boss.

'I guess nothing's better than entering in your place unannounced.'

Zhao Luo thought while grinning as this was a new feeling that he was experiencing.

Before when Zhao Luo used to travel and stay at different hotels, he would even inform the bellboy of those hotels, before going into his hotel room.

After entering the palace, Zhao Luo looked around and found the floor sparkling.

He continued to look around while walking forward in the entrance hall.

'That must be Mo Suo's stuff.'

A few things were packed around at a corner in the hall, even though the space was cleaned but this corner was the only place that ruined the serene beauty of his new place.

With just a single glance Zhao Luo knew that these things belonged to Mo Suo since he was the previous occupant of this palace.

"Let me clean that up."

Zhao Luo mumbled with a sneaky grin.