The Warmth of Everyday Life Was What Moved Ordinary Hearts

Wu Man raised both hands high in a gesture of praise for the great cauldron. The soup inside flared with golden light, and everyone stared at the glow as it surged out of the cauldron. They all tilted their heads back, watching as it spiraled through the air like a soaring dragon, illuminating the entire City of All Beings.

The warm light shone across every face.

"Mom, the light feels so warm!"

The girl gripped her mother's hand tightly. The cozy warmth suddenly made her feel indescribably relaxed, as if a burden weighing a thousand pounds had been lifted from her shoulders. Her body no longer felt as lifeless and weak as before.

Even after the light faded, people stood in the street gazing at the sky, unable to tear themselves away for a long time...

"Soup's ready! Line up, everyone gets some."

Huang Le stood beside the great cauldron, having dragged over a stool to stand on. With a ladle in one hand, he continually served the soup into the bowls held out by the people in front of him.

Whenever there was a gap in the line, he didn't forget to sneak a mouthful for himself.

Naturally, Wu Man didn't need to serve the soup himself, so Huang Le had become the obvious choice for the thankless job.

But since it was such a cushy gig that let him sneak a taste every now and then, Huang Le was more than happy to do it.

Xiao Ran and Wu Man sat off to the side, watching. Wu Man took a cigarette from his pocket and held it to his lips, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the people lined up in front of them. No one could tell what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran