By the time Wang Dong awoke from his sleep, it was already high noon. He had slept late the night before, but his sleep was exceptionally sweet.
He no longer knew how long it had been since he spent the nights cultivating instead of sleeping; waking from such a sleep, he felt his entire body was soft and the lazy comfort was simply too wonderful.
How he wished to just laze in bed all day! Wait, what time was it?
The previous comfort instantly turned into intense emotion as Wang Dong sprang out of bed.
He was the only one on the bed. The inner bed had long been empty, and a piece of paper lay there silently.
Wang Dong grabbed the note urgently, and on it was written a line of words: I'm off, don't cry. Wait for my return.
"That bastard." Wang Dong quickly leapt from the bed, threw on his coat, not even bothering to fasten the buttons properly, and flung open the window to leap out. His azure wings unfurled behind him, the golden V shining brightly under the sun's rays.
