Treasure Eye

A shout pulled Yang Bo out of his thoughts, and he hurriedly replied, "Good, I'm coming!",Yang Bo suddenly heard a voice from the roadside. He turned his head to look and saw an old man, ragged and leaning against the steps, his forehead covered in sweat!,When he came back, Yang Bo's hands were carrying a lunchbox. He gently placed a box of fried rice in front of the old beggar and didn't speak.。