After wandering around for a while, what Di Tou had found wasn't a person, nor was it a sign… but it was a barrel of lemonade! Running up the barrel, Di Tou looked at the tray of clean cups that was placed nearby and the bucket of dirty cups to the side and couldn't help but be moved. Looking at the cups, the station should still be rather well received and used, which meant that as long as he waited for a while, he should eventually run into someone who could point the directions, right!?
Thinking this way, Di Tou's anxiety finally returned to a reasonable level, and he let out a deep breath before taking out a seat and ladling himself a cup.
Taking a sip, Di Tou couldn't help but slightly wrinkle his brows, "Stingy…" The sect had clearly skimped slightly on the sugar. Of course, whether that was because they were stingy or because they had different sensibilities when it came to taste was hard to say.
