After leaving the Golden River Valley, Xiang Shaoyun did not head toward the Martial Hall Palace. Instead, he roamed about aimlessly with Little White and Jin Wo. As he wandered about, his mind drifted away as well. Scenes of his previous life surfaced in his mind, the paradise he once lived at, the tall and straight man who had protected him all those years...all of them resurfaced in his mind, filling him with a yearning desire for a past long gone.

"You are my son. Therefore you are free to waste all I have made. Who dares to say anything about it?"

"Son, the maid you want is here. If you are really capable, you should get me a dozen grandchildren or something. Your father shall take care of your kids for you."

"What? You're feeding the dog a king medicine? Sure. Feel free to grab more king medicine if you want. We...