The next day, early morning.
Fang Hao woke up early from his sleep.
Today is the trial day, and he couldn't afford to slack off.
After freshening up, he assigned Blood Hunter and Eira to maintain the normal operation of his territory during his absence.
The two agreed and nodded, reminding Fang Hao to be safe.
After all, there isn't an established order nor a royal succession in the territory. Everything falls on Fang Hao himself.
If anything happens to him, the order and balance of the entire territory would collapse instantly.
At the dining table, Eira, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, served breakfast.
There were toast, steaks, and a bowl of vegetable soup.
"Master, please return as soon as you finish," Eira knelt beside him, ladling the vegetable soup into a bowl and placing it in front of Fang Hao.
Fang Hao understood her worries.
He gently touched her long ears, comforting her by saying, "Don't worry, it's just minor battles, there's no danger."
