After eating three bowls of noodles, the old man burped contentedly, then thanked Lin Bingqiao profusely.
Xiao Feng watched impatiently and casually asked, "Old brother, how come at your age you can't even afford a meal?"
He was now almost certain that this old man, whose acting skills could rival the top young actors, was here for Lin Bingqiao.
The reason was simple; with his current face, he was neither Xiao Feng nor Xiao Bajia, but rather a new visage that had never appeared before, making it unlikely he'd be specifically targeted.
The fact that the other party stayed wasn't just to eat a few free bowls of noodles.
The old man's face turned gloomy as he took a deep breath, followed by a long sigh: "Alas... burp..."
"..." Xiao Feng.
"..." Lin Bingqiao.
The "burp" suddenly dispelled any sense of melancholy.
In his heart, Xiao Feng quietly deducted points from the old man's already poor performance.
