A round of drinking lasted the entire afternoon. Throughout the gathering, no one spoke of Wei Dayong's failure in the unified examination. Instead, Wei Yunhai spent most of the time recounting his days of battle in Poluo Country. Even Chen Yang listened with the utmost seriousness. Chen Yang held a deep admiration for the older generation; from the bottom of his heart, he considered them the undisputed Tianwu heroes.
As night fell, with stomachs full but spirits still high, Chen Yang and Yang Hu decided to return home. Before they parted, Wei Dayong's throat bobbed, seeming to hold back words. Wei Yunhai simply patted his shoulder. "Get ready," he said. "Tomorrow, we're heading to Cangyun City."
Wei Dayong's fists clenched, and he nodded firmly. He was a man from Hanyun Valley. When had Hanyun Valley ever produced cowards?!
「The next day.」
