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Ye Tian glanced at the remaining rice in the food container, just enough for one more bowl.

"If there's only one bowl left, I'll let you have it all, and just watch from the side. If there are two bowls, I'll only eat half a bowl and give the rest to you. I'm afraid if I starve to death, you'd feel heartbroken."

Ye Tian bowed his head and ate, not knowing if this was considered romantic at all.

The person who was meant to come would eventually arrive, except the one who did wasn't quite as amiable.

"Hello, I am Zhang Liang."

A military officer, immaculate in uniform, stood in front of Ye Tian, saluting him with such precision that his shoes echoed loudly on the floor. Monk Kurong, standing aside, looked at the stone floor with pity, as the monastery was already impoverished; if yet another stone slab were broken, they would have to steal a couple of bricks from outside to replace it.

The already cramped room became more so, and Ye Tian coughed, "Let's talk outside."