When Ren Xiaosu learned the old man was here to investigate the disappearance of the Li Consortium's officers, he immediately went on full alert. However, he did not show it outwardly.
When Ren Xiaosu sat down beside the campfire, a student next to him handed him a roasted chicken drumstick.
The old man smiled at Ren Xiaosu as he ate. "Young people these days don't pay much attention to their health. When you all get to my age, you'll realize that having a good appetite is a blessing."
"You're right." Ren Xiaosu glanced at him. It was definitely not logical for him to have the runs for six hours. He had been mentally praising Chen Wudi for being so adaptable, but thinking about it now, it looked like he had overestimated him.
If Chen Wudi said he had the runs for six hours, it meant the old man had already been here for six hours.
