Bab 115: The Meaning of Being an Onmyoji

"Wait up!"

Hearing someone command from within the crowd, Chen Hao hastened his pace while urging Tang Jing and Tang Chao beside him, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Seeing the three of them walk even faster, the voice behind them grew more anxious, "Please wait, sirs, wait a moment!"

Hearing this breathless voice, Chen Hao blinked and looked towards Tang Jing, whispering, "Doesn't that voice sound familiar?"

Tang Jing glanced back slightly, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and sighed, "Isn't that the grandfather from that night!"

"Which grandfather?" Chen Hao slowed down and looked back, only to realize it was the old man from the inn they had stayed at when they first arrived in Dao County. His wariness dissipated, and he burst out laughing, "Old fellow, so it's you!"

Although the old man had only chased after them for a few steps, he was already red-faced and panting. Then, he staggered to Chen Hao, his trembling hand reaching out to grip Chen Hao's arm firmly.