During the drinking session, they talked about a lot of things. After three rounds of drinks, the old scoundrel rarely showed his true emotions, his eyes slightly red: "Ling Tian, I owe your father! If it weren't for him, the one staying in the Void Spirit Realm right now should have been me instead!"
"Godfather, don't say that, you and the old man were brothers who entrusted your lives to each other! If it were me, I would have done the same as he did!" Ye Lingtian said.
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The next morning.
Five o'clock.
The sun had just risen.
Ye Wudao was about to enjoy some tender moments with Su Yueli when he was abruptly awakened.
"You lazy brat, the sun's already shining on your backside, and you're still not up!" The old scoundrel bellowed from outside the door!
Ye Wudao rushed to his feet, covered Su Yueli with a thin blanket, and went outside.
