Night gradually deepened.
After being busy all day, Chu Huai Xu did not meditate and cultivate. Instead, he simply fell asleep.
The Big Ice Block next door was working hard at cultivation, having sensed the pressure coming from the Dead Fox.
The next morning, at dawn.
The two sat at the table and ate together.
"Little Xu really is strange. So many days have passed, yet he still hasn't come out of the Secret Realm," Chu Huai Xu said.
"Are the rations you brought him before enough to eat?" Han Shuangjiang asked with a slight frown, uncertain whether this Dead Fox could be trusted.
Sure enough, she soon heard this reply:
"What are you thinking? If he eats sparingly, they'll definitely be enough!"
Han Shuangjiang: "."
Watching him wolf down his food with such a hearty appetite, she felt a little speechless.
What did he mean, "If he eats sparingly, they'll definitely be enough"?
Could Junior Brother Xu have starved at the bottom of the Cold Pool?
Han Shuangjiang kept a strong sense of distance from others, but she was kind by nature.
Although she was not close to Xu Ziqing, she still said to Chu Huai Xu, "Why don't you go check on him today and bring him some more food?"
"I'm definitely going there today, but there's no need to bring food. I have to call him back."
As he gulped down black rice porridge, he said, "Little Xu is a cultivation fanatic too. He doesn't even know to come out for some fresh air and a rest. Today, he has to come back and help me wash my clothes and shoes!"
Han Shuangjiang almost rolled her eyes at Master Chu.
But although she was rather adept at being a good wife and mother, she did not speak