Wen Ping entered the kitchen and found Huai Ye, who was feeding Haha.
"Huai Ye, prepare some dishes and a few bottles of wine. Later, the Sect Leader will have a drink with your godfather."
Huai Ye quickly stuffed the chicken leg in his hand to Haha, who bit down on it, then stood up excitedly. "Sect Leader, is godfather coming?"
"He's on his way."
"So soon!"
Huai Ye hurried back to the kitchen, fearing to waste even a single breath of time.
...
Inside the Main Hall.
Weisheng Xingyu finally awoke after being unconscious for several days.
These past days, he had been dreaming, a dream that seemed quite vague.
He dreamt that he was a prince.
Imposing and majestic.
He even fought for his country for a hundred years, capturing numerous lands and was worshiped as the most glorious hero by the people of this realm.
Everything was so wonderful.
People adored him.
People praised him.
But when he awakened, Weisheng Xingyu realized it was all a dream.
