Hearing Yi Shuyuan's words, Chu Hang felt rather uncertain himself, while Yang Bencai beside him was already asking anxiously.
"Hey, hey, Mr. Yi, Brother Chu, stop speaking in riddles! Hurry up and tell me!"
"It's nothing. I just keep having nightmares whenever I return to Longwind. Otherwise, however nice the capital is, it's not as though I don't want to come home!"
Chu Hang gave a rough account of his troubles, reminding Yang Bencai to keep it to himself and, at least while they were here, not mention it to his family. After all, in his parents' and relatives' eyes, his illness had already been "cured."
After hearing the reason, Yang Bencai lost most of his initially nervous curiosity.
"It's only dreams? Brother Chu, I think you're overthinking things. Your esteemed father must be very strict, right? When I was little, my father used to force me to study with a stick in his hand, and I had nightmares all the time too. Don't dwell on strange powers and unruly spirits!"
At those words, both Yi Shuyuan and Chu Hang turned to look at him.
Hui Mian could not resist whispering into Yi Shuyuan's ear.
"Is this fellow in any position to say that?"
Chu Hang did not know whether to laugh or cry. He was about to speak when Yi Shuyuan suddenly asked a question.
"You said you keep having nightmares whenever you return to Longwind?"
"Uh, yes. Have you noticed something, Mr. Yi?"
Chu Hang asked hopefully.
Yi Shuyuan had heard something else in what Chu Hang had just said.
"Not just here in this house? Would you have nightmares even if you stayed at an inn in the city?"
Chu Hang thought for a moment before replying.
"Didn't I mention that? Perhaps I overlooked it. I have