Zhao Rong took the original path back to the Elegant Courtyard.
On the way, he simply greeted the sword-hugging man who had just reappeared by a creek, having avoided the dog food earlier.
"Morning, Uncle Bai. Have you eaten?"
"I haven't. Are you going to cook for me?"
"I'm just being polite."
"Heh."
"How about... joining me for a meal?"
"Get lost, kid. You're not as considerate as that little fox girl from the Su family. You brought her into the mansion in the middle of the night, and without a word, she went into the kitchen and made me a late-night snack."
Someone thought for a moment and said seriously, "What if she was just hungry herself? She's still growing, Uncle Bai, you shouldn't be stealing food from the younger generation."
The man's eyelid twitched slightly, expressionless: "Just fed like a little glutton by Miss and Qian'er in Great Li, and hungry as soon as she flew back?"
"...…"
