Light Bulb looked up at Big Beard, who was still sobbing.
Li Banfeng frowned and said, "What are you crying about? You're in a much better position now than I was when I met you!"
Light Bulb couldn't understand what Big Beard meant, and Li Banfeng was not in the mood to explain.
As Big Beard slowly walked away, Light Bulb didn't know whether he should follow him.
After much consideration, he decided not to follow. The difference in their cultivation levels was too obvious. Taking one more step with him might cost him his life.
Having run all this way, Light Bulb was indeed hungry.
He tore open the bread and stuffed it into his mouth in just a few bites, washing it down with water.
Just as he was about to take a couple of bites of something critical, he suddenly felt something slimy beneath him.
Leaking oil?
That shouldn't be right. His own oil had been depleted a long time ago.
Light Bulb looked down and noticed a patch of blood-red soil shifting beneath him.
