Little Taotie took out the Broken Bowl and that wooden box. She hadn't opened the box yet and didn't know what was inside.
The old man saw the Broken Bowl and froze for a moment.
"This... is the bowl from back then!"
Everyone's eyes focused on the old man.
The old man slowly exhaled, his expression hard to read: "Back then, when we were doing missions overseas, someone betrayed us, causing us not to be able to return home. Penniless, we... spent some time performing to earn a living."
"So, is this bowl the one you used for begging back then?" Lou Lan blurted out.
The old man glared at her, "That's for performing!"
"Oh, oh, oh, performing!" Lou Lan didn't see any difference.
The old man lowered his gaze, "This bowl... was long thrown into the sea, how did it appear here..."
"Who threw it?" Lou Lan asked.
The old man recalled, "It was... Shen Cang."
