Shen Antai appeared to Shi Yaoguang as a rather magical figure.
Leaving home...
No, after wandering away from home for many years, in the end, he actually didn't even find a sect to swear fealty to—truly a tragedy.
Shi Yaoguang silently sighed, and then heard the old man's stomach growl.
"Grrrumble~"
Hearing the noise from his stomach, Shen Antai really wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Shi Yaoguang gracefully pretended not to hear it, and Quan Jinbei remained expressionless.
Their efforts were in vain.
Because...
After that bout of growling, his stomach acted as if a switch had been flipped, gurgling non-stop.
Shi Yaoguang felt embarrassed on his behalf.
Fortunately, she had stashed some dry food in her space, thinking that the old man wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon; she simply took out two pieces of bread and a bottle of water, and handed them to him.
