The food back home is delicious, delicious, delicious!
Eggs taste like eggs, pork tastes like pork, and green vegetables taste the way green vegetables ought to taste!
Maybe when Pighead turned forty, he ought to find a little village with a nice environment, get himself a small courtyard to live in, hook up a broadband line, and everything would be OK!
In the dead of night, thirty li west of Berely City, inside a Gallic royal hunting palace, Holy Light I and Laite Chenxi sat facing each other.
The two looked at one another without speaking. Every so often, Laite Chenxi turned to glance at the tiny blue-green flame in the merfolk-oil lamp. The wavering flame flickered gently, and the distinctive fragrance of merfolk oil filled the small reception room.
It was, after all, only a temporary palace for hunting trips, not Berely's Victory Palace. The reception room was simply decorated, yet it had a homely feel. But the dozens of mounted beast-head trophies, fixed to the walls with enormous rivets, gave the small room an air of fierce savagery.
"They should have been notified, right?" Laite Chenxi suddenly glanced at Holy Light I.
"They should have been notified." Holy Light I nodded.
Laite Chenxi rose and entered through a small door in the corner of the reception room, closing it silently behind him. In the secret chamber beyond that door, thirty-six Cardinal Archbishops of the Dawn Temple, all at the Holy Master level, had jointly activated the large-scale divine spell barrier Dawn's Grace, thoroughly concealing every trace of aura within the chamber.
Besides those thirty-six Cardinal Archbishops of the Dawn Temple, the chamber held only Laite Chenxi and twenty-six other Grand Elders of the sacred halls from various temples, all clad in divine robes of different colors. The