Nameless looked ravenously hungry and wolfed down half a roast duck in no time at all.
Tang Yi watched Nameless with a sense of delight in his heart. Nowadays, such a pure swordsman like Nameless was almost extinct.
Probably, only someone like him could have trained his swordsmanship to this level.
Having finished the half duck in his hands, Nameless still seemed somewhat unsatisfied, eyeing the other half that Tang Yi held.
"Scram!"
Tang Yi hastily guarded his food, laughing and cursing, "This is my roast duck!"
Immediately after, he ate and drank comfortably right in front of Nameless, taking bites of the duck alongside sips of Erguotou.
In fact, after he escaped last night, he didn't go far at all but lurked around the villa.
With his skill, to say nothing of lurking for one night, even if it were ten days or half a month, Yan Ding's men would never notice him.
After a whole night of turmoil, Tang Yi was also famished.
