"Well, my head hurts. What am I doing?"
"Sir, you're awake!"
"Xiaoer, what happened to me just now?"
"My guest may have been too drunk, so he just lay down on the table and fell asleep. The shopkeeper told me not to disturb you."
"Waiter, check out."
"Okay, sir, you've given me too much. I can't afford this much money!"
"If there's more, I'll reward you."
"Oh, thank you sir, thank you sir, sir, please go slowly!"
The waiter with a smile on his face bowed and watched the white-haired and fox-furred young man turn around. He weighed the heavy purse, and the smile on his face became a little stronger.
Arriving at the thick cotton curtain of the tavern, the white-haired young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, then without hesitation he stretched out his hand to open the curtain and stepped into the wind and snow outside the door.
No one could have imagined what this step would bring to this turbulent world where demons are raging...
Purpose: Countless predecessors risked their lives and shed blood for the survival of the human race.