Just as Xing Tian finished praising Shang Lin, Hu Tangdi returned. As soon as he saw them, he asked, "It's so late, isn't the Sect Leader going home yet? Besides, the Sect Leader hasn't eaten all day, he must be starving by now."

Reminded by Hu Tangdi, Shang Lin realized that he was indeed hungry, so he put away the manuscript and said, "Let's go home."

Hu Tangdi drove Shang Lin home, and then started making dinner. Huang Ying also came out to help. The main reason was that one of the two main servants was seriously injured and barely maintained his human form, while the other was not seriously injured but was hospitalized. The sect leader needed someone to accompany him.

By the time the food was served, the clock had already quietly struck ten o'clock at night. Shang Lin sat down wearily, barely able to eat.

Today, Old Man Chai is gone. The matter concerning his bloodline may have been discovered by outsiders, and it has also created an enmity with the Flying Immortal Palace...

Alas, I can calculate the fate of most people, but I can't calculate the fate of myself and my disciples. But even if I could, what difference would it make? What's meant to happen will happen, there's no way to avoid it!

Since transmigrating to the human world, this is the first time I've felt so exhausted. Even though I'm not the original owner, the five years I've spent with Old Man Chai have given me the same father-son bond as the original owner.

When a father dies, a child may not cry or make a fuss, and may even appear outwardly normal, but he will always be sad inside. This is the case for Shang Lin.

He never expected that when he asked Ji Xiaoyao to save Old Man Chai, he said that saving him was a double-edged sword, but now the double-edged sword has not yet been used, and Old Man Chai has died at the hands of his fellow disciple!

How ironic!

However, Shang Lin still had to review the Demon-Trapping Formation, so he had to suppress his sadness and put down his chopsticks after eating a little something.

Hu Tangdi hurriedly asked, "Sect Leader, have you finished eating?"

Shang Lin reached out and rubbed his forehead. "Hmm." He hadn't expected reviewing the Demon-Trapping Array to be so tiring; his head was buzzing.

Huang Ying glanced at Shang Lin cautiously, "Is my cooking not as good as Little Snake's?"

Shang Lin, whose head was buzzing a little, looked at Huang Ying with a puzzled expression. "Why do you ask that?"

Huang Ying hurriedly said, "Then why is the sect leader eating so little? There's a saying among humans, 'Man is made of iron, and food is made of steel.' Especially at times like these, the sect leader should cherish his health even more."

Shang Lin was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yeah, I know, I'm just a little tired and don't have much of an appetite!"

Huang Ying glanced at Hu Tangdi subconsciously, clearly saying, "Why don't you try to persuade him?"

Hu Tangdi frowned slightly, but said, "I'm going to find Lü Yao." Before he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Shang Lin shook his head slightly and smiled helplessly, "I've already eaten a whole red ginseng root raw, I don't want to eat any more."

Huang Ying smiled awkwardly, "Sect Master may be overthinking it. With Lü Yao protecting the herb garden so much, Hu Tangdi may not be able to get it."

After saying that, he put another piece of beef bone on Shang Lin's plate. "But it's okay, we can wait and see. Sect Master, let's eat and wait. Or, shall I feed you?"

Shang Lin, "..."

Am I a three-year-old? Do I still need to be fed?!

The next second, Hu Tangdi reappeared, holding a freshly unearthed red ginseng in his hand.

Huang Ying pointed at the red ginseng in utter shock, then looked at Hu Tangdi and exclaimed, "Wow, you're amazing! You got the red ginseng so quickly?!"