Zhuang Zesheng nearly passed out from the stench of his own excrement.
But he was genuinely delighted, because he thought this might be the legendary detoxification... perhaps even marrow cleansing.
After relieving himself and returning to the car, he felt even more energetic. "No wonder Master Feng wouldn't let me do it in the car. So that's why."
"Shengsheng, do you want something to eat?" Zhuang Haoyun asked. "The master said you can eat whatever you want. Eat as much as you like."
Zhuang Zesheng was in high spirits after such good news. "I was just feeling hungry too. I can eat anything... no dietary restrictions?"
Ever since he had developed this illness, he had followed the doctor's advice. Anything that might possibly be bad for his health—even merely possibly—was off-limits.
Zhuang Haoyun hesitated, then nodded. "Mm... you should be able to eat anything. Go ahead today."
His wife immediately took out her phone. How could she still care about crying at a time like this? "Son, tell Mom what you want, and I'll order takeout for you."
"Hey... don't," Zhuang Haoyun stopped her. "Why don't I go ask the two guards whether takeout can be delivered inside?"
Before long, he returned with a smile. "The takeout can only be delivered to the mountain gate, but I gave the two guards ten thousand to help run it over."
The two guards did not dare accept a red envelope, but they had no pressure whatsoever about earning this sort of legwork fee.
After the family celebrated for a while, Zhuang Zesheng finally asked the question that had puzzled him. "What is baleful energy?"
Zhuang Haoyun gave his son a rough explanation. Not only was Zhuang Zesheng listening, but even Little Ge in the driver's seat up front pricked up his ears.