Still bent over, the old man came out of his bamboo hut and slowly walked towards the campfire that Theodore's group had lit. Theodore secretly smiled and gave the old man a bowl of warm dumpling soup.
"Are we going to continue our journey after this, brother?" While chewing his food, Geoffrey turned to Theodore to ask.
"Aren't you tired? We'll rest here first, then tomorrow we'll continue our journey." Theodore shook his head. His body was still tired, so he needed to rest longer this time.
"Where do you want to go?" Finally, the old man opened his voice and decided to ask Theodore and the others.
"I intend to return to my home. Hope there are still survivors there," Theodore replied briefly.
