That night, Luo Ziling didn't sleep well and kept dreaming.
They weren't exactly nightmares, just some random, jumbled fragments. Upon waking, he couldn't recall what the dreams were about.
Because of the poor sleep, Luo Ziling felt groggy when he got up the next day.
It was the second day after registration and the first day of formal classes.
Luo Ziling, not slacking off, went to class on time.
Cao Jianhui and the others, who originally thought Luo Ziling wouldn't show up, were stunned when they saw him enter the classroom and gaped in surprise.
"Boss, weren't you still sightseeing in Chang'an? How come you're back so soon?" Cao Jianhui pulled Luo Ziling over and teased with a grin, "Did the beauties reject you, so you came scurrying back?"
"Yep, you're absolutely right. The beauties rejected me, and I came back dejected," Luo Ziling replied, unwilling to argue with them.
