Tu Shanlan originally intended to take Wu Hen to meet other core figures of the Old Faction.
Wu Hen did not know them at all and had no interest whatsoever.
Old Faction, new faction, to be honest, this kind of stuff was less exciting than the spirit leaders of the singing and dancing realms.
Paying no more attention to this noisy world, Wu Hen happily followed his parents home to rest.
It had been a long time since he had eaten bamboo shoots stewed with meat. The days of wandering outside had made Wu Hen crave it so much, especially since his tastebuds awakened; he became obsessed with food.
"Where's Yu Yu? Why don't I see her? Doesn't she care about her brother anymore?" Wu Hen asked.
"That's a long story," Wu Yingting said.
"Dad, let's just make a long story short," Wu Hen said.
"We simply couldn't stop her. She insisted on learning some immortal technique that could bring the dead to life and went to a floating Spirit Mountain to cultivate," Yu Yi said.