"Right, right, right, it's getting late and you still haven't eaten. I'm almost starving to death," Zhou Silang turned and headed into the house, dragging Manbao with him as he murmured, "When I came back and saw the courtyard door closed, and couldn't find you anywhere, I guessed you had gone through to the neighboring place. That's just an abandoned garden, what's so interesting about it?"
Bai Shanbao glanced at Daji and let out a humph before following along.
Zhou Silang went into the kitchen to get the food that was kept warm, and waved at them, "Hurry up and wash your hands. Look at you, all dirty. Those hands of yours, it's not just that you've been digging holes, right? Looks like it's time to rub some mud off, eh?"
The four of them silently went to wash their hands, exchanging numerous glares in the process.
Daji let out a sigh and said, "Young master, let's eat first. After we have eaten, we can talk."
