His head felt a little dizzy, too.
The boy shook his head, then blinked.
He decided to listen to Master Xiao and go home to sleep first.
He really had been a little tired lately.
Looking for Little One had been the most exhausting.
He was physically and mentally drained.
The helplessness and fear of not being able to find Little One had only added to his physical and mental exhaustion.
Later, Little One had come back.
On the one hand, he had been somewhat exhilarated.
On the other, he had been trying to catch up on the lessons and homework he'd missed.
He still hadn't gotten a proper rest.
Today, he'd been scared again.
He rubbed his temples.
The feeling of his nerves being constantly wound tight wasn't pleasant.
He really needed to get some proper rest.
"Goodbye, Master Xiao."
The boy hung up.
When he looked up, he saw an old woman who seemed to be watching him.
She looked somewhat familiar.
He didn't know her, but she was probably an elderly resident of the neighborhood.
Out of politeness, he smiled at her.
The old woman smiled back.
At least, he thought she did?
She seemed to want to say something, but held back.
The boy was puzzled.
But he wasn't feeling very well right now.
Since the old woman hadn't said anything, he simply left.
He desperately needed to get home and lie down.
Then he could get a good night's sleep.
That evening, the boy learned what the old woman had wanted to say but hadn't.
His mother told him.
Old Grandmother had thought he'd been tricked.
Hearing that, the boy was utterly incredulous. "...Huh?"
"Grandma Zhang saw you with someone who claimed to be a master."
Mother Zhao furrowed her brow.
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