Return from Exile

A Yuan weighed the bowl in his hand disdainfully, and when his fingers loosened up, Meng Po Soup and the bowl of soup fell to the ground: Since the Immortal Emperor didn't dare to let me forget my past life, why bother drinking this troublesome thing. Amid Meng Po's panicked obstruction, A Yuan stepped on the soup mud and broken bowl residue that had seeped into the soil, and jumped towards the path of reincarnation. The seventh life has not yet been completed, but A Yuan has already completed it. Man? Snort.