Why had it turned out like this?
The first time he met a Celestial... the first time he met the Hai Zhou Garrison Commander... two happy events had overlapped... it should have been...
Ji Jue could not remember what came after that.
He had already been stunned by the brutal reality.
Following Professor Ye through halls and rooms, undergoing inspections, they finally arrived outside a room. The secretary politely opened the door for them.
The room beyond was elegant yet simple, serene and unadorned. There was only a table and a chair. The Hai Zhou Garrison Commander was even having breakfast. Upon hearing that Ye Xian had arrived, he immediately invited her in. He could be called approachable, without the slightest air of superiority.
What astonished Ji Jue was that the esteemed Celestial's breakfast consisted of nothing but a bowl of thin porridge, a steamed bun, and a small dish of pickles.
Since they had arrived so suddenly, there was naturally no chance that this was an act. It could only be said that his daily life was truly simple.
Moreover, he lacked the oppressive presence often found in the Heavenly Origin Lineage, that terrifying aura that made people unable to breathe after just one glance.
But what left Ji Jue frozen was...
There was nothing else, either.
There was only a dull old man covered in age spots, with barely any hair left and still dressed in pajamas. The hand holding his spoon trembled as he slowly brought it to his mouth and swallowed sluggishly.
He even dribbled two drops.
The secretary immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped them away.
The secretary bent down and whispered something into the old man's ear.
The previously vacant old man seemed to regain a little clarity, and his eyes lit up.