At first, the old man merely thought Lu Chuan was a disciple of the Fengyang Sect, after all, Lu Chuan appeared very young and had an extraordinary look.
But now it seemed he was probably an ordinary person who accidentally wandered into the medicine field and, for some unknown reason, even turned into a fool.
"Never mind, just stay at my place for now. This is the medicine field of Fengyang Sect, very safe, no one will harm you."
"...Thank you."
"Hey, quite polite."
The old man chuckled, and sat down in front of Lu Chuan, stuffing half a bun into his mouth, chewing vigorously. Lu Chuan also picked up the bun, brushed off the dust, and started eating.
It was quite odd; clearly, he had long since begun fasting, yet after eating half a bun, he felt even hungrier. Helplessly, Lu Chuan could only extend his hand, signaling to the old man he wanted more.
