Chen Yu slept for a full two days.
When he woke up, he felt utterly refreshed, as if his brain had rebooted. Every part of him felt relaxed and comfortable.
He had even dreamed of roaming through a sea of clouds, with all kinds of pastries to eat along the way. He had been ridiculously happy.
Even after waking, he was still savoring the memory, feeling incredibly wonderful.
After stretching lazily, he discovered that he was lying in a guest room.
The guest room had a strong Confucianism style. The walls were covered in calligraphy left behind by Grand Confucians of the Confucian Sect, though Chen Yu could not understand what most of it said.
"Hmm, I can't understand any of it."
Chen Yu could sense immense power within the words, but the Confucian Way's cultivation system differed from his own. He could not accept the meaning within them, so he could only give up.
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After getting dressed and checking his phone, Chen Yu discovered that it had once again been bombarded with messages.
Expressionless, Chen Yu deleted the spam and scam texts, yawned, and left the guest room. He then saw Wang Chuyun busying herself by the stove.
She wore a white apron, her hair tied into a beautiful, flawless high ponytail. The back of her neck, exposed beneath it, was as elegant as clouds on the horizon.
After greeting her, Chen Yu sat at the table and picked up a cup of soy milk. "Sorry, did I sleep that long? Did anyone come looking for me while I was asleep?"
It would have been fine if he had not mentioned it, but the moment he brought up sleeping, Chen Yu noticed Wang Chuyun's back tremble slightly. Then she let out