Xia Xin wanted to help.
He didn't want to leave Jiangli to handle everything alone.
Jiangli didn't speak, only giving him a look.
Xia Xin suddenly felt as if he had been targeted by the Grim Reaper, his throat choked up, and he tucked his tail in as he asked, "Ancestor, did I... forget something?"
Jiangli's tone was ghostly, "What time do you think it is now?"
"What time?" Xia Xin was puzzled, pulled out his phone to check, and realized it was already eleven o'clock!
Xia Xin instantly understood, "Damn, it's almost noon! Ancestor, are you hungry?"
Jiangli snorted, "What do you think?"
Xia Xin: "..."
He guessed that the ancestor couldn't possibly be hungry; he just wanted something tasty to chew on.
Xia Xin smiled politely, "Ancestor, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it right now?"
"I don't know, but I want something delicious," Jiangli had only this one request.
But such a request was somewhat difficult for Xia Xin to fulfill.