Ming An was at a loss for words and didn’t know how to respond. Fortunately, as Fengguang cried, she gradually stopped on her own. Instead, she clutched her stomach and said in a tearful voice, “I’m hungry…”
Ming An raised a hand to his forehead and sighed helplessly.
“What should I do?” she asked, biting her lip, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes. “I don’t want instant noodles.”
He let out another deep sigh. In the end, as if resigning himself to fate, he squatted down in front of her and turned his back to her.
“Get on.”
“Where are we going?”
“To get you something good to eat.”
Only then did she obediently climb onto his back, still asking uncertainly, “Is it really something good?”
“Of course. I wouldn’t lie to you.”
Ming An slipped one arm under her knees and stood up. Only then did he realize how light she was. He tilted his head slightly and said, “Hold on tight.”
She immediately wrapped both arms around his neck.
Ming An nearly got strangled to death. He hurriedly added, “Not that tight.”
“Oh…” She loosened her grip a little.
He sighed again, exhausted, then took a step forward. Suddenly, his body lifted into the air, and with her on his back, he flew straight out the window.
The mountains at night were filled with the sound of insects, and the moonlight and starlight were especially bright. Above the forest, a man carrying a young girl appeared, his toes lightly touching the treetops. In just a few bounds, they had already traveled more than a hundred meters.
Fengguang looked back at the brightly lit school growing farther and farther away and asked nervously, “Is it really okay if I skip class?”
“Which is more important—eating or class?”
She answered without hesitation, “Eating.”
“Then that settles it.” His magnetic voice carried through the wind. “No matter what, the princess has to fill her stomach first.”
She obediently buried her face into his back, too busy being shy to say anything else.
Ming An brought her to a street in town, one of the most famous night markets. Fengguang had moved here not long ago and gone straight to school, so she naturally didn’t know about this place. Ming An, on the other hand, had lived in this town for who knew how many years.
In this town, about one-third of the residents were ordinary humans, one-third were vampire hunters, and the remaining third were vampires. Night was when vampires were most active. On this street alone, Fengguang could keenly sense that seven out of every ten people were vampires. Still, she wasn’t worried about running into her parents—the Xia couple were extremely picky and never came to places this chaotic.
Many people couldn’t help but glance at Fengguang in her school uniform, drawn by her bloodline. But after noticing Ming An beside her, they quickly looked away.
Anyone who lived here had done their homework. No one knew Ming An’s name—and no one didn’t know that he had once wiped out an entire vampire legion by himself.
After walking through half the street, Ming An led Fengguang straight into a tavern. Surrounded by the rich scent of alcohol, she tugged on his sleeve.
“You didn’t bring me here to drink, did you?”
“Minors aren’t allowed to drink. Even if you wanted to, I wouldn’t let you.”
Ming An took her hand and brought her to the counter, then said to the owner, “Same as usual. And add a kids’ meal.”
Hearing that, she immediately exploded.
“You’re the one who eats the kids’ meal!”