The next day.
Weekend.
Before dawn had fully broken, Lin Feng vaguely heard movement coming from the living room in his sleep.
"So early?"
Still groggy, Lin Feng opened his eyes. Outside the window, it was still pitch-black. He muttered to himself and pulled the blanket over his head to continue sleeping.
Last night, Nightmare had apparently gone mad, constantly using mental fluctuations to influence and even attack him. That evil, violent aura had left him dizzy and muddle-headed.
It had tormented him for the entire night. Nightmare only settled down after four in the morning, and only then had he barely managed to fall asleep.
"Keep it down. Your brother has been suffering from insomnia lately, and his sleep quality is terrible."
In the living room, Lin Fang softly reminded Ma Lele as she came out of the bathroom.
Ma Lele hurriedly nodded, her tiptoeing manner looking rather comical.
Weekends were a rare chance for Lin Feng's family to rest. Their usual busy, dull work only allowed them to properly relax on this day.
By their usual habits, everyone would deliberately sleep in and enjoy a rare good night's rest.
But today, at only around five in the morning, Lin Fang and Old Ma had gotten up to wash up. They had not risen early—they had talked all night. Though they had not slept at all, both of them were in excellent spirits, even seeming somewhat excited.
"I'll go buy breakfast." Old Ma pointed at the front door and spoke softly to Lin Fang.
Their home was truly too small, less than thirty square meters. If they cooked breakfast early in the morning, they would inevitably wake Lin Feng.
In the past, Old Ma would not have cared much.
Even if he did care, he absolutely would not have