A night seemed to have passed just like that.
It seemed Su Ping had not slept so soundly in a very, very long time.
He had even had a dream.
He dreamed he was riding Old Sha across the vast desert and grasslands, with not only Xiao Qing but all his Wolf Pets following behind him.
Especially the Forest Wolf brigade.
At his command, the Wolf Nation, the Wolf Lord, the Vast Sea Desert, the Sand Country-he swept them all flat.
Anyone who dared resist was suppressed and killed!
Not a single one was left!
Yet before he could properly savor the pleasure that power brought, he felt a chill all over. His eyes snapped open, and a figure was already standing solemnly beside his bed.
Dressed in military uniform, the Wolf Sage looked at him sternly.
"Kid, once you're in the Legion, you follow the Legion's schedule! You spent several months in the Beiyuan Legion too. Didn't anyone there tell you what time to get up?"
Su Ping jolted.
"Yes, sir!"
Last night's drinking had left him with no discomfort in his head. Instead, he felt indescribably refreshed and energetic. He got straight out of bed. Though he had no idea where he was staying, he couldn't go wrong following the Wolf Sage outside.
What he hadn't expected was that, after following the man all the way, they actually left the Legion's grounds and headed straight into the endless yellow sands.
The desolate wind and yellow sand swept over him, leaving Su Ping somewhat bewildered.
Soon, however, he saw Sacred Dragon Legend wearing a broad smile.
He glanced around, but saw no other figures.
This expanse of endless yellow sand looked particularly desolate.
His eyelid twitched. Why did this place look so much like somewhere people would kill someone