If he didn't compete, he wouldn't have known. But why did he feel so miserable?
"Young Master, this pancake will soften after being warmed up." The two guards had been by his side for many years, so they could more or less tell that he did not have an appetite.
Dai Wenhuo glared at the guard and stopped look overing. He lowered his head and took a bite.
He wanted to see how far Gu Yundong could carry that pot.
Shao Qingyuan also glanced at Dai Wenhuo and asked Gu Yundong in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did he bully you?"
"No, I just don't like him. Who asked him to not let me follow you into the mountains? He looks like I'm here to drag him down." Gu Yundong sneered. "Hurry up and eat. You're not allowed to share the food with him."
"…Okay." Shao Qingyuan glanced at him and thought for a moment. He felt that it was too comfortable to eat in front of him.
