"Elder..." Chu Jun looked at the elderly man eating at the same table, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He came to see the Elder in the morning and ended up waiting outside the courtyard for half a day before being called in at lunchtime.
At the dining table, it was just him and the Elder. The Elder said nothing at all, not even mentioning the City of Light or the Magic Spirit Contest, which made Chu Jun even more uneasy.
"Eat first, we'll talk after the meal," the Elder said calmly.
Chu Jun had no choice but to swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, eating this meal without tasting anything.
