"Really?!" the man in the middle had a wide smile on his face and tears on his eyes.
"Congratulations brother!"
"Congratulations! Looks like your good omen is here!"
The two men next to him quickly came forward and congratulated him with powerful pats on his shoulder.
"Woah," Hao Xuan was taken aback. The casual slaps of these men were strong enough to fold him in half a dozen times over. These people were...powerful!
The scene changed once again.
A middle-aged man sat on a chair with a 6 to 7-year-old boy sitting on his knee. In the man's hand was a thick book with several hundred pages.
"And the hero saved the village from impending doom and everyone lived happily ever after," he finished.
The boy's dark red pupils were fully expanded and his mouth open.