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That night, Wu Yan slept exceptionally sweetly.
For no other reason than that, at some unknown point during his sleep, one or two extremely pleasant fragrances had lingered around him all night, slipping into his nose without so much as asking permission and making him feel as though he were immersed in a sea of flowers. His entire body and mind relaxed.
Wu Yan did not know how to describe that fragrance. He only knew that it smelled especially good, even better than the scents emitted by the calming plants in Sylvanus's bathroom.
Thus, Wu Yan not only slept especially soundly that night, but had also spent it wonderfully.
Because of that, when the night passed and the morning sunlight streamed domineeringly through the window into the room, Wu Yan slowly opened his sleepy eyes. Though his wine-red pupils still held a trace of grogginess, they lacked the usual laziness he had whenever he slept in.
He had slept until broad daylight, waking naturally after getting enough rest.
Even Wu Yan, who loved sleeping in, had risen early. His mood was exceptionally good, and he no longer felt like going back to sleep. He woke up completely and unconsciously pulled a smile onto his face.
Unfortunately, that smile quickly froze on Wu Yan's face.
The fragrance that had accompanied Wu