He opened his mouth and shouted, "The headache of a hangover is inevitable no matter how strong the mental power is, probably."

Xiao An slowly sat up from the bed and looked at the arrangement of the room. This should be the hotel room he booked with Wendy Maya before.

Didn’t he run out to drink?

Come back after getting drunk?

On the chair next to her, a small figure curled up and fell asleep. Her cloak and hat slid down in her sleep, revealing a small face.

But for some reason, there seemed to be tears on the corners of her eyes.

‘…If I hadn’t known that you were the God King, I would have really treated you as an ignorant little girl.’

Xiao An sighed helplessly, got up on the bed, walked to the window, and looked at the sunset falling in the west.

Under the setting sun, an old guy was hunched over, grabbing an empty wine bottle, and wandering around the street...

If it was in the original world, it would be like this when I was old.
Chapter completed!