"Li Fenghua, how did you wake up so quickly?"
Qiao Tai looked astonished.
He had checked on Li Yun last night. Li Yun had been in terrible shape, utterly drained. Forget recovering after one night's sleep; even two days might not have been enough.
But looking at Li Yun now—good grief. He was bright-eyed and rosy-cheeked. Who would believe he had spent ten days and ten nights working himself to the bone?
It had only been one night and a morning.
He had recovered this much?
Could sleep really work that well?
No. Something was off.
Qiao Tai thought it over and understood. Li Yun's ability to recover had to be extraordinary—extraordinary to a degree beyond anything normal.
He could not help sighing. "One good sleep, and you're back to this? The Sixteenth Layer of Body Tempering really is incredible. You can do what others can't."
"You flatter me, Uncle Qiao..."
"I wasn't as drained as you thought, actually. I knew when you came in to check on me last night. I was just too sleepy to move, so I didn't get up to say hello. I hope you don't mind..."
Li Yun smiled and walked into the front courtyard.
"Thanks for yesterday, Qiao Meng... If you hadn't carried me inside, I probably would've slept in the courtyard. A whole night in the cold wind, and I'd probably have caught a cold..."
"Tch... You? With that body of yours, you can still catch a cold?"
Qiao Meng clicked her tongue at him, though she was happy to see he had recovered. Without another word, she ran to the kitchen to prepare him something to eat.
Li Yun was hungry, so he did not stop her.
He walked over to Qiao Tai. "Uncle Qiao, how did things go?"
Qiao Tai knew