"Is... is this for me?" Ning Yu'er touched the food that Tang Ye had thrown to her. The feel of it told her it was chocolate. She wanted to eat it right away, but felt a bit shy looking at Tang Ye.
"Thank... thank you..."
Tang Ye didn't respond, but headed towards the exit. Ning Yu'er quietly said thanks, then she felt her cheeks flush. She rarely sought help from others, and she felt embarrassed by the food Tang Ye had offered. She felt awkward that he didn't respond to her thanks, and wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.
To shake off the awkwardness, she said to Tang Ye, "Zombie... Little Mister, you... can't you...ah...can you speak?"
Tang Ye turned around and frowned at her, the woman's voice was pitiful, but his impression was as if she was swearing at him calling him mute. He looked at her, turned back around and ignored her, but he thought to himself, "If I open my mouth, I'll give you a dragon roar!"
