The orb of light in the sky perpetually shone down upon the Wang family’s homeland. However, there were times when extremely slowly moving objects blocked the orb’s light, casting deep shadows on the floating landmass. These times were essentially the Wang family’s night.

The God of Food was sitting alone at the stone table and staring up into the sky. He was not eating or sipping on tea, but just sitting and staring.

Lu Yin approached. "What are you thinking about, Senior?"

The God of Food answered in a bleak tone, "I've watched over the academy my whole life. I’ve always stood guard over it, and yet in the end, I can’t protect it."

"You’ve done the best that you could have, Senior," Lu Yin encouraged.

The God of Food looked over at “Yu Hao.” "I must apologize to you. I invited you to join my academy, and yet not only has your identity been exposed, but you’ve also been dragged into this mess."

Lu Yin laughed. "There’s no need to be so emotional, Senior God of Food. There are always wins and losses in life. Since we can’t change what is happening, it’s best to go with the flow."

The God of Food sighed. "If possible, I really don't want to see Virtue Archives be taken over by the four ruling powers. However, it seems that that is the best option available right now, as it’s impossible for the academy to remain independent. In that case, it’s best to take advantage of this time when the four ruling powers are trying to recruit our students and ensure that...