I Think It Can Still Be Salvaged...

Half an hour later, Mother Wang had cleared away the dishes on the table and only put a few of the ones that Wang Ling liked into a lunchbox in the kitchen. After the old man and Father Wang chatted with Student Lei Mouren for a short while longer, both of them went upstairs. Father Wang had to rush his manuscript, while the old man couldn't help feeling sleepy given his advanced age and especially after eating, which was when one always felt lazy.

Since retiring, Old Man Wang had had little opportunity to meet any cultivators. He had always been very curious about this group of people; he had often heard people say that there were times when cultivators often just needed a little luck in order to achieve enlightenment and there were times when it just took a bit of creative inspiration to achieve a promotion in realms… but Old Man Wang had never imagined that the broccoli and tomato egg drop soup which he had cooked could actually have the same effect!