Whitefloat Holy City.
Shi Lei held Wang Teng's hand, like a benevolent elder, touring the city's beautiful sights in a day and sampling all the signature cuisines.
"Master, I'm so hungry!"
"If you're hungry, eat something. Don't starve yourself. Here, I'll get you your favorite grilled prawns, hahaha..."
Street side.
A master and disciple pair stood in front of a barbecue stall, salivating at the fragrant skewers.
The master and disciple pair consist of one old and one young.
The elder has an ethereal and refined demeanor, while the child is even younger than Wang Teng, wearing crotchless pants, chubby and adorably cute.
"Master-disciple?!"
Shi Lei observed the elderly and the child, then looked at the small-sized Wang Teng beside him, blinking his eyes as a fresh and bold thought emerged in his mind.
That day, he found Ye Feng and explained the situation.
