Chen Han squatted in front of the shabby noodle shop at the entrance of the alley, holding a bowl of beef noodles with two spoons of chili in his hand, sucking it until his mouth was shiny. The proprietress shouted to the kitchen at the top of her lungs: "Old Zhao, please add some beef offal, this young man will starve to death and be reincarnated!"
"That's right." Chen Han responded vaguely, but kept glancing at the dusty building opposite.
The building looked ordinary, with the words "Hongda Trading" hanging on the outer wall with peeling paint, but Chen Han knew that this was the outer stronghold of Black Nest. He has been here for three days and eats noodles in different ways every day. The landlady almost considers him her godson.
