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"Little guy, where do you think you're going? Come back with me and we'll make you into roast rabbit for me and my grandma as a midnight snack!" Fan Tong kicked off and quickly caught up with the dark figure, grabbed the rabbit, and headed towards the warehouse.

Upon reaching the warehouse courtyard, Fan Tong saw the woman in black robes still respectfully advising the old woman. This time, Fan Tong felt neither curiosity nor unease, and calmly went straight to the kitchen to begin processing the wild rabbit.

He lifted the pot lid and saw that the food he had prepared that morning was still inside, untouched. He couldn't help but feel anxious and quickly walked to the stone tablet, interrupting the woman in black.

"Grandma, how can you go a whole day without eating? How can your body take it if this goes on for too long?" Fan Tong said anxiously. He could understand the old woman's silence, but he just couldn't stand her not eating properly.

The girl in black robes turned pale, annoyed at being interrupted. She was about to reprimand Fan Tong when she saw the old woman, who had been motionless until now, look up at Fan Tong and then lower her head again.

"Never mind! If we didn't eat, we didn't eat. We just happened to catch a wild rabbit, I'll roast it and we can have a nice meal!" Seeing that the old woman had responded, Fan Tong didn't say anything more and went back to the kitchen to roast the rabbit.

A flicker of fear crossed the black-robed woman's eyes. Seeing that the old woman made no move, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, realizing that Fan Tong had ruined the atmosphere they had created, she had no choice but to bow to the old woman again, glare at Fan Tong with annoyance, and back away from the warehouse.

Fan Tong went back to the house to wash up and changed into clean linen clothes. Then he carried the roasted rabbit meat to the stone tablet and placed it in front of the old woman.

"Grandma, try this rabbit leg. My barbecue skills are top-notch, it's delicious!" Fan Tong picked up the rabbit leg, put it in the bowl in front of the old woman, and invited her to eat.

The old woman glanced at the rabbit leg in the bowl, sighed, and got up to walk towards the room.

"Oh? Grandma, don't you like this? How about I heat up your breakfast and you can have some?"

The old woman ignored Fan Tong's words and continued to hobble back to her room. Fan Tong shook his head, not minding her behavior, and continued eating the rabbit meat.

The old woman came out again after going back into the house, carrying a jar of wine. Fan Tong was a little surprised to see this, so he quickly got up to greet her, took the jar of wine, and helped the old woman sit down.

Ignoring Fan Tong's questioning gaze, the old woman opened the wine jar, and the lingering aroma of the wine instantly spread out. She first took out a rabbit leg, filled her own bowl, and then took Fan Tong's rice bowl and poured the wine into it.

"Grandma, what's wrong? Is something the matter?" Fan Tong asked with concern, not understanding what had happened.

The old woman ignored Fan Tong's words, picked up her rice bowl, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Seeing this, Fan Tong could only follow suit and poured his own wine into his mouth. Fortunately, the wine had a clear and smooth taste, so he didn't spit it out. However, once it entered his body, it felt like a fire was lit in his stomach.

"Hmph! The wine smells alright, but why does it taste so awful?" Having never drunk alcohol before, he quickly tore off a piece of rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth to calm himself down, showing no sign of the pleasure of drinking from a large bowl and eating large chunks of meat.

The old woman seemed oblivious to Fan Tong's disheveled state. Without pausing, she poured wine for the two of them and then drank it all in one gulp.

Fan Tong felt apprehensive, but in order to share the old woman's sorrow, he took a deep breath, tilted his head back, and drank it down. He felt his whole body surging with heat and filled with strength.

He smacked his lips, finally tasting the aroma of the wine.

"Grandma, don't just drink, try some rabbit meat too!" Seeing the old woman about to pour more wine, Fan Tong quickly snatched it away and handed her the rabbit leg. After seeing her take a bite of the rabbit meat, he then filled both of their bowls with wine.

And so, amidst Fan Tong's nagging, the two ate rabbit meat and drank wine from large bowls, while the old woman remained silent.

Not far from the warehouse, the woman in black robes did not leave immediately as she had yesterday, but quietly watched the two people drinking.

"Who is that young man? How dare he eat and drink with her?" A middle-aged couple approached the girl in black robes and asked her with some surprise.

They were truly shocked. Despite the old woman's current unsteady appearance, her infamous reputation was built upon countless bones!

"I initially thought he was her slave, and I was even lamenting that he was only at the third level of the Human Spirit Realm, which was somewhat beneath her dignity. Now it seems there might be something we don't know about." The woman in black robes was also somewhat puzzled. How dare such a weak young man sit with her?

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man said in a low voice, "No one in the entire Fengqing Sect knows her identity. This kid is probably treating her like an elder!"

“She disappeared for fifteen years, and the whole world thought she had perished. If it weren’t for the Palace Master’s words, we would never have imagined that she would actually be staying in this small place!” The middle-aged woman looked at the withered tree and stone tablet in the courtyard and nodded in agreement.

"Now that the Yama Palace is in turmoil, it's time for Judge Yama to go back. She can no longer hide here like an old woman and waste her life."

The middle-aged woman nodded. "That's the situation, but you know her temper. Who would dare to forcibly take her away? If she turns on us, we'd all be reduced to dust in the blink of an eye."

“Let’s go. We’ll come back in tomorrow. I believe she still has feelings for the Yama’s Palace.” The woman in black robes stopped the middle-aged man and woman from talking.

"But, Miss, if we stay hidden this time and delay, our presence might be leaked, and there could be unpredictable risks!"

"Don't worry, she won't keep us waiting too long. Let's go!" The woman in black robes glanced once more at the old woman who was drinking heartily from her glass, then turned and left.

The departure of the others did not disturb the two people drinking in the courtyard at all. After finishing the last bowl of wine, Fan Tong felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"Grandma...Grandma, the wine is all gone, and it's getting late. You must be tired from sitting here. Go back inside and rest!"

Fan Tong, swaying slightly, helped the still unsteady old woman into her room.

"Grandma, you should go to sleep! I'm going to cultivate a little longer. I can't waste any more time. My parents are missing, and I still need to find them. I still need to rescue the people of my city. I can't delay! I can't delay!"

He was clearly drunk, yet even in his drunken state, he still cared deeply for his parents and people.

But once you're drunk, you're drunk. Fan Tong had only taken a few steps out of the old woman's room when he collapsed onto the grass and fell asleep instantly!

The next morning, as the rising sun shone its light on Fan Tong, he sat bolt upright, breathing rapidly, covered in cold sweat, and muttered to himself, "What does this dream mean?"