Lin Shuyou: "Run Sheng, how come you today… ouch!"
Ah You's foot under the table was stomped hard by Tan Wenbin.
Aunt Liu noticed it too, but she didn't ask.
Because of where he was sitting, Li Sanjiang could only see the three biggest eaters crowded around the big basin shoveling down food, snorting as they ate. He didn't notice that one of them had no appetite today.
Night grew deep, everyone had gone to sleep.
Lin Shuyou sneaked out of his coffin, tiptoed over to Tan Wenbin's coffin, and peered toward the crack, trying to see whether there was any light inside.
The next moment, the flashlight inside turned on, and Lin Shuyou saw an eye pressed right up against the crack.
Even as a True Monarch and Ghost General, he was startled.
Tan Wenbin: "What are you doing?"
Lin Shuyou: "The wind picked up tonight, I was afraid you'd catch a chill, Brother Bin, so I thought I'd get up and tuck in the corner of your coffin for you."
