Of course, Huo Yuhao didn’t know what Tang Wutong was thinking inside. He nodded at her with a faint smile on his face when she didn’t answer him, and then turned around and walked towards the canteen.

Tang Wutong shook her fist furiously as she watched Huo Yuhao’s figure gradually disappear. She really wanted to beat this detestable guy up, even though she didn’t know why this guy was so detestable…

“I also want to eat!” Tang Wutong stomped her foot, and raised her little arrogant chin pridefully as she stepped towards the canteen.

After breakfast, everything around Huo Yuhao seemed to become air. He directly returned to his tent, and didn’t reappear until evening. He didn’t even come out for lunch.

Others naturally wouldn’t go disturb him. Soul masters sometimes skipped meals when they were having closed-door cultivation. That was very normal.

Huo Yuhao only reappeared once the sky had gone completely dark. This time, he went right into the commander’s tent.

“Duke, sir.” Huo Yuhao greeted respectfully as he came before the White Tiger Duke.

“I heard you didn’t eat lunch, Yuhao. Were you cultivating?” The White Tiger Duke asked with a faint smile on...