"I'm not some kind of chivalrous hero, just a pitiful commoner." Shen Yuntian handed him a glass of water, a bit of scoffing in his eyes.
Not towards the young man in front of him, but towards himself.
"So, Shen, how did you survive all the difficulties on your journey here?"
Xu Tianci took the bowl of tea, appearing a bit awkward.
He had always been the precious child of his family, and had never been separated from them.
He dared not imagine, if he had been separated from his parents for three years, whether he was able to survive or not.
"Doing hard labor, sleeping in dilapidated temples, as long as I could find them, what hardships couldn't I bear?"
The room fell into silence again.
To say he wasn't disappointed would be a lie.
The youngster had been longing to know the truth about the world, and now his hopes were dashed.
After what felt like half a moment, Shen Yuntian finally served him the grilled meat skewers he had prepared.