Lightning Tribulation

It was a period of harvest, as well as days of fulfillment. The little guy cultivated every day, and he was in high spirits as he enjoyed every single day.

Other than this, he would meet up with his various schoolmates to eat a large meal together. He would then tell Hairy Ball to go steal some jars of wine from the elders to enjoy; he was extremely content.

This was a joyous time, and no matter how many years pass, he would still never forget these years. They were forever embedded within his heart.

Many years later, even though many of these people will have long disappeared from this world, he would still be able to clearly recall their voices and smiles.

“You’ve lost, senior brothers, drink up.”

This was a night full of laughter. The group of people drank until they swayed back and forth. Even a few senior sisters were drinking. Their faces were flushed red, and were more delicate than flowers.