Smelting and rebuilding
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
But, from the time he grew up, he knew that neither he nor his father was the blood of the Zhuo family. This was hardly a secret in the Zhuo family. It was exactly due to this reason that their status in the Zhuo family was so embarrassing.
"Hmm…"
The sleeping old man rolled over, bumped into a stone, and woke up. He yawned, stretched his waist, and saw the two of them. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What are you two doing there?"
Feng Jiu looked back at him and answered with a smile. "We're chatting! Hey, just now, that mercenary team's leader came over and brought some roasted meat." She tossed a big piece of roasted meat to him.
"Hahaha, the one we met earlier in the forest?" After taking the meat, the old man ate it directly while mumbling, "Just right when the old man is hungry. There are many opportunities to eat meat here. Most importantly, people bring it to you."