The poetry that was about to jump out of Chen Mo's mind was abruptly interrupted by Dunzi.
Forget it.
The sun gradually rose higher, and birds began to chirp in the mountain forest. Chen Mo was the first to turn his head and prepare to go down the mountain.
"Boss Xiao Chen?"
Dunzi called out to Chen Mo, "Isn't it time to make breakfast?"
Everyone cast expectant eyes, after all, they were all regulars here. They were thinking, if breakfast was marinated meat buns and pork offal porridge, they could certainly wolf down two more big bowls.
Without turning his head, Chen Mo waved his hand, "Everyone, we'll meet again in the rivers and lakes if fate allows!"
"Boss Xiao Chen, where are you going?"
Chen Mo didn't reply, just continued walking forward nonchalantly, stepping out of the Buddhist Gate to the parking lot and getting into the food truck, entering his next destination.
'Wow, saying goodbye with my back turned just now felt kind of cool!'
