The first rays of dawn shone into the room.
Bai Yuan stretched comfortably.
'Who says the ancients didn't know how to live?'
'This room, this bed, that little missy at the front desk... They're all way better than those grand hotels from my past life!'
That was a truly comfortable sleep.
Bai Yuan rolled out of bed and got dressed.
First, he went to check on Fang E's room.
That little slip of a girl was in the room next door. She must have been exhausted from playing yesterday, as she was still sleeping even though the sun was high in the sky.
Just as Bai Yuan was heading downstairs, he saw a familiar figure—Yue Xiaobai.
Yue Xiaobai had the same icy expression as always.
He was sitting in a corner on the first floor of the Star-Picking Tower, a pot of tea and a few small dishes on the table.
Although he didn't spare Bai Yuan a glance, Bai Yuan was absolutely certain the man was there for him.
