Robin

After the "Necromancer Exchange Gathering," Ling Fan hurried towards the place where he hid his things, carrying a little girl on his back (for convenience, Ling Fan had previously hidden the bags and purchased items in a more concealed place).

"What's your name?" Ling Fan suddenly realized that he didn't know the name of the little girl on his back.

"Robin," the little girl said softly. "Robin Tranch."

"Does it still hurt?" Ling Fan kindly asked.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Ling Fan knew that Robin was lying when she said it didn't hurt. With so many sores on her body, it was impossible for her not to feel any pain. However, Ling Fan decided not to expose her lie.

The place where he hid the things wasn't far, and they arrived in no time. After storing the items, Ling Fan didn't return to the town. He felt that he had been out long enough for the day, and he had many questions that needed to be processed. Therefore, he decided to go back to his small cave first.

"We're done. We're going back now," Ling Fan kindly reminded, and then he started using his "Dragon Eight Steps."

Robin felt the wind in her ears as the surrounding scenery swiftly passed by. It felt like flying with the wind. Unconsciously, she held Ling Fan's hand tighter, feeling even more curious about this little boy who saved her.

In the span of a meal, Ling Fan effortlessly returned to his small cave. The speed was truly remarkable.

Gently setting Robin down and arranging the purchased items, Ling Fan instructed her not to move and then left. In a short while, he returned carrying a large bundle of firewood and started a fire.

Afterward, Ling Fan went out again and came back carrying two full bags of dry leaves.

After arranging the dry leaves into a makeshift bed, Ling Fan said to Robin, "You'll stay here for now."

Then, without waiting for Robin's response, Ling Fan went out again. It could be said that Ling Fan was busy going in and out for most of the day, and each time he came back, he carried a bunch of strange things.

This time, when Ling Fan returned, he was carrying a bag full of items. Seeing Robin staring at him curiously, he walked over, opened the bag, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Robin shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Let me tell you. Remember this. It's called sweet potato. We'll eat this today. When you're healed, I'll take you to dig this kind of thing," Ling Fan said, taking out a few sweet potatoes and throwing them into the fire.

"Do you know why I threw them into the fire? It's to roast them. Take this stick and follow along," Ling Fan said, handing Robin a stick and demonstrating with one himself.

Robin awkwardly imitated Ling Fan's actions, using the stick to roll the sweet potatoes in the fire.

As time passed, the aroma of the roasted sweet potatoes filled the air. It seemed like Robin had never eaten anything like this before, as she couldn't help but lick her lips and say, "It smells so good!"

"It does! Learn slowly from me! You'll learn what a good life is like," Ling Fan said, pleased with Robin's expression.

Through their interactions that day, Ling Fan realized that the people in this world only knew which plants on the surface could be eaten, but they had no knowledge about what was buried underground. Ling Fan sometimes doubted if this was a primitive society because the people here seemed to be severely lacking in terms of knowledge.

"Did you saw it? The sweet potatoes have started to soften, which means they're already cooked. Alright, let's take them out of the fire", Ling Fan patiently taught Robin basic knowledge as if he were teaching a child in kindergarten.

Robin nodded in response, and then she followed Ling Fan's lead, using a stick to pull the sweet potatoes out of the fire.

"Now we can eat them. But before eating, you need to peel off the skin. Watch me. We have plenty of sweet potatoes, so don't worry about running out," Ling Fan said, noticing Robin's behavior of directly putting the roasted sweet potatoes into her mouth.

Finally able to eat, Robin devoured the roasted sweet potatoes as if she had just escaped from a famine-stricken area.

"Now you know how to eat them, right? If you want to eat, roast them yourself. Don't expect me to do it for you, you know? From now on, you need to develop the habit of taking care of yourself," Ling Fan told Robin, observing her messy eating habits.

Robin didn't pay attention to Ling Fan's words. In her eyes, there was only the sweet potato in her hand, and she couldn't focus on anything else.

Ling Fan looked defeated and thought to himself, "Isn't it just a roasted sweet potato? Why is she so focused on it?"

"After you're full, go to sleep on your own. If there's nothing important, don't disturb me!" Ling Fan wasn't very hungry himself, so he ate a small piece of sweet potato and felt satisfied. Taking advantage of the lack of things to do, he began practicing the "Black Tortoise Technique."

The pure spiritual energy, guided by an invisible force, started flowing slowly into Ling Fan's body. It circulated his three internal meridians before returning to his brow.

After practicing the "Black Tortoise Technique" several times, Ling Fan stopped and stood still. This was his daily routine before going to sleep.

Damn it! Ling Fan turned around and found himself defeated by Robin's gaze. He couldn't believe that she was still eating. Wasn't she afraid of indigestion?

"Stop eating! If you eat too much, it's not good for your body. Now, listen and go to sleep. We have plenty of sweet potatoes. Don't worry about them running out," Ling Fan said, rather annoyed at Robin's behavior of eating without restraint.

Robin obediently complied with Ling Fan's words, but her eyes remained focused on the roasted sweet potatoes, displaying an incredibly adorable expression.

"Eating too much of this is not good for your body. Now, listen and go to sleep. We have plenty of sweet potatoes, so don't worry about running out."

Although it was gradually becoming brighter outside, Ling Fan and Robin took a short nap together. After all, they had been busy for a whole day and night, and they were genuinely tired.

As they lay down, neither of them spoke. Before long, Robin fell into a deep sleep. Her peaceful expression showed that she was sleeping soundly, to the point that Ling Fan didn't even notice when she woke up.

When Robin woke up, Ling Fan was in the midst of practicing the "Dragon Eight Steps" with great passion. Many figures of Ling Fan were flying up and down, like a dreamlike dance interpreting the word "elegant."

Robin had never seen such graceful moves before, and she couldn't help but be captivated by them.

"Do you want to learn?" Ling Fan had already approached Robin at this point, stopped his movements, and stood before her.

"I do!" Robin's eyes revealed an undeniable desire.

"I can teach you, but you have to listen."

"Robin will listen." "Good, that's settled!" Ling Fan paused for a moment and continued, "But first, come with me to the town."