The rooster crowed, and Yinling City woke up once more; the quiet streets gradually became bustling, filled with pedestrians and donkeys.0

Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and no one took notice of a visibly excited red-robed Daoist sitting on the roof tiles of an inn. Of course, no one could understand Li Huowang's mood.1

“Dad?” Li Sui was rather surprised as he used two tentacles to touch Li Huowang's rapidly beating heart.6

It had been two hours since all this started, but Li Huowang had yet to calm down. He was still reading the contents of the letter in his hands. No one could understand what this letter meant to him. However, it was a meaningful letter for Li Huowang. It meant that he wouldn’t be trapped in pain and bewilderment forever, that his life wouldn't be filled...0