They spent the night amid Xu Shengli's snores.
Xu Shengli's snoring was simply too loud, and he slept like the dead, leaving Guo Zongbao and the other two thoroughly irritated. They had all been sleeping well before this sudden disruption, so naturally they couldn't adapt. They tossed and turned until the latter half of the night, when exhaustion finally overcame them.
Wang Yan, however, was largely unaffected. He could sleep in even the noisiest environments while maintaining a considerable degree of alertness. Of course, people were creatures of habit; having lived comfortably for so long, he still needed a little adjustment.
On the other hand, going several days and nights without sleep wouldn't affect his condition either.
Wang Yan lightly jumped out of bed, got dressed, and headed out for his timeless routine of morning running and martial arts practice.
He was also taking the opportunity to familiarize himself with the surroundings. Come to think of it, he hadn't been here in over two hundred years. Even with his excellent memory, he needed to jog it by recalling things through the scenery.
After leaving the basement and heading outside, he found the courtyard gate already open. Little Northeast was still sleeping soundly in his gatehouse. Apparently, he had gotten up midway through the night to open the gate, then gone right back to sleep.
It was only a little past five, yet the shared courtyard was already bustling.
Children cried, adults soothed them, and elderly people were already outside taking walks.
Further out on the streets, cars sped past, motorcycles sputtered along, bicycles rang their bells, tricycles rolled by, and people involved in traffic disputes stood around cursing at one another.
Wang Yan ran around the surrounding area for twenty kilometers and gained a rough familiarity with the neighborhood.
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