"One tea egg, one sticky rice bun with fried dough."@@novelbin@@

She Miao stood beside a roadside stall, rubbing his slightly sore nose.

In theory, it was just his illusion. His nose was perfectly fine and not broken. It's just that the training room felt so realistic that even now, he still felt like his nose was broken when he touched it.

This stall only appeared near his residence a few days ago. After trying it for the first time, it firmly caught his taste buds. Now, he would almost stop by every day for a sticky rice bun with fried dough, and he had become acquainted with the stall owner.

However, he didn't know that the stall owner was actually his father.

She Duming, who had been in the Sky Eye for a while, was finally deemed to have recovered and could resume his activities. The first thing he wanted to do was to see his son, but he felt unprepared for the reunion. So he came up with this plan.

He was always good at disguises and changing his voice. His current appearance was that of a middle-aged, greasy stall owner. He couldn't even recognize himself in the mirror.

Catching a glimpse of She Miao's small movement, he casually asked, "Got into a fight?"

"Huh? Um, yeah."

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