Many of the people present had similar thoughts as old master Yu.
He stared at Meng Fu and pondered over the matter.
Jiang Xinchen could feel many eyes on Meng Fu. He raised his head and glanced at the people at the foot of the mountain. His eyes were dark and calm, with only the White of his eyes slightly bloodshot.
It looked a little scary, forcing those people to look away.
Jiang xinchen retracted his gaze and handed the lunchbox to Meng Fu. He said calmly, ""You carry them, I'll go with you."
This was old master Jiang's house, and usually, his eldest son and eldest grandson would take care of it.
Jiang Xincheng handed it over to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu licked her dry lips and looked at Jiang Xinchen. you should know that I'm not ...
