The man looked at him silently and said nothing. He just opened the lunch box in his hand, scooped out a spoon of food and handed it to him.

　　"Who the hell are you? What's your purpose?" asked mond, turning his head away.

　　The man didn't say anything, just holding the spoon of food to his mouth.

　　SongYiming frowned, knowing that this man might have given up on both hard and soft tactics, so he was silent in a stalemate with him.

　　In the end, the man gave in first. Without saying anything, he took the lunch box and spoon, turned around and went out.

　　Looking at the slowly closed...