Chen Miao had no idea that his dear apprentice had landed him another job.
It was already past midnight, but he had not gone to bed.
Chen Miao had originally planned to examine the pinwheel, which he suspected was a polluted object. But since he was staying in someone else's home, he felt he ought to restrain himself.
If anything happened, after all, he would have a frantic mess to deal with.
Once he returned to the Funeral Home, where there were fewer people at night, he could study it.
Taking out the book, Chen Miao glanced at its contents.
Nothing had changed.
This incident fell outside the book's scope, which Chen Miao found rather disappointing.
Recalling everything that had happened that evening, Chen Miao murmured, "Why did the old man turn into a polluted object in the end?"
Chen Miao thought about it for a long time but could not make sense of the logic.
Left with no other choice, he went to bed.
As for the Extreme Yin Body-Refining Art, he would skip it tonight. Practicing would leave him covered in sweat the next morning, and washing up at someone else's home was rather inconvenient.
The night passed uneventfully.
At five in the morning, Chen Miao was woken by his usual alarm.
Only after getting up did he remember that he did not need to refine his body today.
Shaking his head, Chen Miao decided not to go back to sleep.
After packing his things, Chen Miao took out his phone and began scrolling through short videos in his room.
Leaving without saying goodbye would be too rude.
Chen Miao planned to wait until six or seven, say goodbye, and then leave.
As he scrolled, Chen Miao came across a livestream. He was about to swipe past it