"Brother Shen, don't stand on ceremony. Eat something and get some rest early. In the latter half of the night, there'll be ghosts howling and wolves wailing outside. You might not be able to sleep." Seeing Shen Luo agree, Wangqiu added another reminder.
"Alright..."
Shen Luo readily agreed, and his stomach cooperatively let out a growl.
As he spoke, he awkwardly accepted a pair of blackened chopsticks from someone nearby, picked up a piece of meat from the pot, and brought it to his mouth. Just as he was about to tear into it, a beast's cry suddenly sounded outside.
Immediately afterward, a burst of chaotic commotion came from beyond the courtyard. Wangqiu's expression changed slightly as he turned to look toward the door.
"Whoosh..."
A fierce gust suddenly swept in, flinging the door open with a crash and scattering sparks from the bonfire throughout the room.
"Wh-what happened?" Shen Luo covered the piece of black meat, carefully slipped it into his sleeve, then pretended to chew a few times. Smacking his lips, he asked in panic.
Night had fully fallen outside. The empty courtyard was pitch-black, and nothing could be seen.
Wangqiu withdrew his gaze. Seeing Shen Luo's throat bob as though he were swallowing food, he smiled and said,
"It's nothing. The wind is always strong at night."
Shen Luo, meanwhile, looked as though he had choked. He thumped his chest twice and gave Wangqiu an embarrassed smile.
"Brother Shen, eat slowly," Wangqiu said.
"That's enough, that's enough. How could I be so greedy?" Shen Luo hurriedly waved his hands.
Seeing this, Wangqiu did not press him any further.
The middle-aged man walked over cursing under his breath and shut the door again.
Just as the gap in the door closed, Shen Luo suddenly caught sight of a