Days passed, Bai and Wen stayed with the Atul clan spending their days leisurely. But it was not fun and games. The Atul family had five elders amongst them.
The five elders who looked like twenty or some young men always found time to spend with Bai and Wen.
They spend hours telling Galant stories about his so-called grandfather.
That was exactly what was happening right now as well.
Bai slowly dozed off listening to the boring tales of war and battle. His dazed eyes started to dull out and the old elder sitting in front of him looked like a blurred-out painting.
A soft pinch awakened him immediately.
Besides him, Wen Ro sat there innocently pinching his arm.
Bai glared at him.
"don't sleep. It's disrespectful,"
Bai rolled his eyes. "I'm tired." he whispered under his breath.
