"Senior Brother? What are you doing? He... didn't he say he was full?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingfeng immediately adopted a look of both pity for the man's plight and exasperation at his weakness.
"Sigh. I knew it. You're just too naive. He says he's full, and you just believe him? Maybe he was just being polite! He was probably too embarrassed to eat so much in front of us!"
"Think about it. He hasn't eaten in three days. How could a few steamed buns possibly fill him up? He'll probably walk for a bit and get hungry again! We have to follow him and make sure he'll be alright!"
"Come on, come on, let's keep up!"
Su Ling'er: "..."
'Wait... Senior Brother, aren't you being a little *too* concerned? Do you really have to worry about whether he's *actually* full later on?'
Although she found it a bit strange, she was more moved than anything else. A thought even sparked in her mind.
