Twenty-five pounds was enough to change the boy's attitude, which showed just how desperate the situation was for those abandoned in Base City.
"Poor thing." Shangguan Xi roughly tousled the boy's hair, then grabbed the food on the table and gave it to him, "It's all yours."
The boy angrily turned his head away, grasping the food in his hand but still fixing Xu Huo with a stare, "Can you really give me twenty-five pounds of food?"
Xu Huo nodded, "Does W18 have a suitable guide?"
"Yes." The boy hesitated before answering, "But I can't decide for him, you need to discuss it with him personally... but my ten pounds of food can't be shorted!"
"Yours won't be shorted." Xu Huo flashed a slight smile, signaling that the boy could start eating.
The boy unwrapped the food and fed it to himself quickly, probably because he felt he couldn't take it with him anyway, so he didn't bother stashing any in his pockets.
