The captain of the guard company missed them and was searching all over the city with his men.
As the sun set, Ning Chenyang and a few children reached their destination; the scar-faced old man had been sitting there waiting the entire time.
Many people who came to play had already gone home, leaving the old man sitting there all alone, looking quite melancholy.
"Chenyang, is it this grandpa?" Bean Sprout clutched Ning Chenyang's arm, looking around nervously, "This grandpa looks kind of fierce. Could he be a bad person?"
"Coward." Sheng Xiaoguang wasn't afraid at all. He fished out his change from paying the taxi fare, anxiously asked Ning Chenyang, "Chenyang, is this trick show good? If it's not, I'll be really upset. I've spent the money my mom gave me for gifts on taxi fares."
