Uchiha Shin sat opposite him, watching Xuanzang as he listened, a smile appearing on his face.
This Xuanzang was somewhat different from the Xuanzang in the Journey to the West he had read before.
Perhaps some things had changed in this version of Journey to the West. After all, Xuanzang was the reincarnation of Golden Cicada, an enlightened eminent monk. Moreover, he had cultivated through nine previous lives. He was by no means an ordinary man, much less a pedant.
Before long, the wine and meat were served. Xuanzang had no such reservations and immediately began eating in large mouthfuls.
As they ate, they also tried to gather information, but regarding the disappearance of the boys and girls, they obtained no useful clues.
The children had vanished far too suddenly. No one knew anything; it was as though they had disappeared into thin air.
So, it was not easy to uncover any information from these people.
"Are you full? If you are, then let's go," Uchiha Shin asked.
"I'm full. It's been a long time since I've had such a good meal. Thank you, Big Brother Shin, for treating me," Xuanzang said with a smile.
The waiter came over to settle the bill. Uchiha Shin reached for his silver, only to realize that he had forgotten to bring any.
Uchiha Shin rarely used silver and seldom bought anything in the mortal world, so he had never formed the habit of carrying money.
"Xuanzang, I'm truly sorry. I didn't bring any money today. I'll pay you back next time," Uchiha Shin said with a smile.
"Big Brother Shin, I didn't bring any silver either. When this little monk traveled in the past, I lived by begging for alms."
Now this was awkward. Neither of them had brought silver.
Seeing this, the