"Liao Feng, didn't your family send someone over?"
Mo Qingtian walked over to Liao Feng, tore half a meat pie from the one in his hand, and handed it to him, gesturing for him to eat together.
Liao Feng took the pie, chuckled lightly, and shook his head.
"I've gotten used to being alone; if someone came, I wouldn't know how to handle it."
In fact, ever since he was young, the Great Elder had told him that to survive in the family, he needed to learn to hide himself, so for all these years, he had been living a very low-key life.
Even this time, when accompanying the High Priest Demon Heart to Demon Heart Island, he instructed those around him not to go outside to investigate anything, just to do their own tasks well at home.
"Looking at you like this, going home this time won't be easy, will it?" Mo Qingtian asked him straightforwardly.
