Chapter 372 You Know What I Want

• As the old man spoke, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It wasn't that he thought highly of me, but rather that he wanted to assign me this impossible task with the intention of killing me.
• The sky gradually darkened, and the old man leaned on my arm as he stood up. "Alright, it's about time. Let's go back and have dinner!"
• He could eat, but I couldn't. How was I supposed to handle this difficult situation he had thrown at me?