He actually froze for a moment.
Thought he had gone stupid from hunger and was seeing things.
Until the car stopped in front of him, deliberately showing off some skills, the rear end swung over violently, spraying Yaen Chi with sand. The window rolled down, revealing a fair and clean face with a roguish grin. He first sized him up, then chuckled, "Buddy, still alive, huh?"
Yaen Chi took a drag from his cigarette, "Survived, so still kicking."
"Here's the deal, call me grandpa, and I'll give you something to eat."
Yaen Chi said nothing, he watched the man with a half-smile, as he smoked, his thin lips moved up and down, what came out seemed not like smoke, but knives.
The way those eyes looked at people was utterly wicked.
The pretty boy shivered all over, forcing a smile, "Just kidding, you're not mad, right?"
Where did that green tea-like comment come from.
"Grandpa's mad, you gonna coax me?"
