The Late Riser

It was very strange, and he said to them, "Has Daoist Yangmei still not come out?"

He knew that although Daoist Yangmei was a daoist, he loved sleeping in plenty of the time, and he was always so lazy. If he was sleeping in, there really was nothing strange about it.

Di Qun answered Qin Xi with absolute certainty, "Yes, Big Boss Daoist Yangmei still hasn't come out. We don't know if he's woken up in his room or not."

As they were speaking, they saw Daoist Yangmei, his hair a mess and dressed in gray robes, walking over unsteadily in their direction, his eyes still half-lidded as if he had not fully woken up.

Qin Xi said to him, "Hurry up and eat breakfast. Once you're done, we're leaving."

Daoist Yangmei, who did not care at all about how he looked, sat down at the table, propped up his head, and said to Qin Xi, "Why are all of you up so early?"

Qin Xi said, "Look at the time. The sun's already shining on your backside, and you're still sleeping. If you're not going, then I won't travel with you."

Hearing Qin Xi's words, Daoist Yangmei seemed to feel threatened. He immediately sat up straight and stared at Qin Xi with his eyes wide.

Daoist Yangmei said to him, "What, you only said it yesterday, and today you're already thinking of going back on your word?"

Qin Xi chuckled. Knowing Daoist Yangmei still cared a great deal about this joke, he pushed a portion of breakfast and a bowl of porridge over to Daoist Yangmei and said, "Hurry up and eat. Once you're done, we're leaving. The sun is already very high."

Daoist Yangmei also knew that he really had overdone it a bit today. Who told him