Princess Against the World

"Old man, you are... unusual! It seems that I misjudged you!"

"You saw it wrong? Well, you saw it wrong!" The old man nodded seriously.

"Who are you?" Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up.

I wonder if the old man will know his name when he says it.

For a moment, he was confused and quickly made up his mind——

Um!

Wait for a while, when the old man says his name, he will yell in a cooperative manner:

"Master!"

Only in this way will it appear cooperative!

Don't let this old man laugh at you again!

His mind was made up, and his eyes were like stars, waiting for the old man to say a name that shocked him.

Who knows——

"You underestimated my old man's appetite... just these few steamed buns and a few pieces of meat, how can they be enough?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

The old man raised a small piece of steamed bun in his hand very seriously: "Look, after eating so much, I'm still not eighty full. You'd better get some more steamed buns."

The corners of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched——

The old man obviously didn't want to tell the truth to him!

In such an occasion - if you don't want to say it, don't say it!

If he didn't say anything, there was nothing he could do!

If nothing else, I guess I can't beat him, so why bother adding a new enemy?

At that moment, he stood up, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, old man, you can do it..."

The old man's eyes widened innocently: "What's wrong? Did I... say the wrong thing?"

"No!" Feng Chenglin immediately put on a smile: "I mean, you can't tell, old man, you are so skinny, you should still be able to eat..."

Turning around, he rolled his eyes silently.

"Wait, I'll get you some more!"

"No, kid, I don't have much money..." The old man's laughter was quite embarrassing.

"Don't worry, I don't want your money!!" Feng Chenglin waved his right hand forcefully.

This old man is a treasure old man.

Moreover, it seems that they are friends rather than enemies.

At least, that's the case for now.

In this case, it is natural to be friendly first, and then "capture" them first.

Ling Luoyu sat on the stone and looked at the people in front of the old ancestral hall from a distance.

"Third Young Master, are you really just sitting like this?" Feng Chenglin sat side by side with her, frowning: "If you are just sitting like this, aren't they going to suspect your bad intentions?"

"It would be great if they have this intention!" Ling Luoyu shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, until now, no one has come to ask about my old ancestral hall!"

She glanced sideways slightly, half-smiling.

"Fat man, tell me, why is this?"

"Why else? Of course they look down on you and us..." Feng Chenglin curled his lips indifferently: "In their hearts, the two of us are just two ants in that restaurant, dispensable... …At most, when they feel hungry, we can serve them delicious food…it’s just a cook!”

Who knew that Ling Luoyu shook his head with a smile: "If this is really the case, that would be great!"

"Ah?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment, sat down, and looked at the people in the distance seriously: "Isn't that? What is that?"

"I'm afraid... they all know what's going on in the old ancestral temple and what to do, so for us, external information will become insignificant!"

"...Then, what if that's the case?" Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched, a little unwillingly: "We...are we trying to provoke a fire and lure a wolf into the house?"