These past few days, Zhao Yan had been running himself ragged preparing for the arrowroot powder. He hadn't even had time for lunch today, and by now his stomach was staging a full-scale protest; ignoring it simply wasn't an option.
Li Hu and Zhuzi followed closely at Zhao Yan's sides. They were starving too, but not a single one of them dared voice the complaint to Zhao Yan, reducing themselves instead to silent, devoted bodyguards.
Li Hu had assumed they were heading straight back to the residence, but halfway there he realized this route didn't lead toward the Prefecture Office at all—they were going in completely the opposite direction.
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