Before, when Chu Fan brought home two roast chickens, it was already a meal most common families couldn't afford.
Yet today, he had brought so much…
"Th-this… how much silver did this cost?"
Mrs. Zhao's voice was filled with distress over the cost.
"Fan, it's not easy for you to earn money in the Seven Stars Gang. Why spend so extravagantly?"
But Doubao couldn't contain himself, clapping his small hands and hopping by the table.
"Meat! Lots of meat! Brother Fan is the best!"
Chu Fan smiled and ruffled Doubao's head, gesturing for Zhao Hu and his wife to sit down.
"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, have a seat."
"If you hadn't looked after me all these years, I would have starved to death on the streets."
"This is nothing."
Suddenly, the eerie sound of a bell drifted from the distance.
It was crisp yet carried a sinister chill, echoing faintly in the twilight.
Zhao Hu's expression immediately darkened. "The bell of the Moon Worship Sect again…"
