Huo Yun'er still earned a little money by washing clothes for others, but now that food was no longer in short supply for the time being, she could put that money aside for a rainy day.
That evening, the three of them caught plenty of fish by the river outside the Duke's Residence. Only after Huo Yuhao had eaten his fill did they quietly return home to rest.
That night, however, Dai Yunze tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
Huo Yuhao, lying beside him, was another story altogether. He slept sprawled out like the Chinese character for "big," with the blanket covering only his belly and one foot sticking up.
With their Martial Soul Awakening coming tomorrow, Dai Yunze's heart was full of hopes for Huo Yuhao, though he had to admit that a thread of worry still occupied no small corner of it. At the same time, he was intensely curious about what sort of martial soul he would awaken himself, and whether it would grant him soul power.
Those thoughts circled endlessly through his mind, and he only barely managed to fall asleep well after midnight.
Yet his mind still seemed unwilling to settle down, weaving one dream after another for him, all imagined versions of tomorrow's Martial Soul Awakening ceremony.
The next morning, it was Huo Yun'er who finally woke him from his endless dreams. His lack of sleep had left him rather listless.
Compared with him, Huo Yuhao was positively radiant. Even over breakfast, he kept talking about the approaching Martial Soul Awakening ceremony, expressing his curiosity about what martial soul he would awaken and, of course, whether it would grant him soul power.
Dai Yunze ate his breakfast dispiritedly, feeling that all his curiosity last night had been utterly unnecessary. If only he