"Xiao Huohuo became The King of Fighter, if only I could become a strong figure like him."
Chifeng couldn't help but fantasize after listening to Wang Ping's story.
"Hehe, little Feng, don't even think about it. Your talent isn't even as good as mine. It would be great if you can become a master in the Innate Realm in the future."
Some older children teased him.
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, never underestimate the youth for being poor."
Chifeng glared and said this, which made the other children laugh.
Even Wang Ping couldn't help but smile as well.
It can't be denied that telling stories to the children had relaxed his tense mood recently, and he felt exceptionally good.
However, Wang Ping didn't intend to continue telling stories to these children and went to find the village chief.
"Village Chief, do you have any plans to leave here and live in the outer world?"
Wang Ping asked.
