"Sister Liuli! Sister Liuli! Get up, the sun's already up!"
It's just past eight o'clock.
The door was being banged loudly.
Martial Saint was both knocking and shouting, like kids who can never wake up for school, but the moment they're on break, they're full of energy.
Seeing there was no response, Martial Saint tentatively tried the door, surprised it actually opened.
Duanmu Liuli was straightening her bed, seemingly just woken up by the noise.
You have to know she's normally very disciplined. In Martial Saint's mind, she usually wakes up at seven a.m. sharp, as if on a precise clock. Could it be jet lag?
No way.
Coming from the Heavenly Dynasty to Japan at full speed, needing to adjust to time differences?
"Sister Liuli, as a young lady, you really should lock your door when sleeping. Otherwise, if some flower thief sneaks in..."
Midway through his words, Martial Saint found himself unable to continue.
How shallow.
How narrow-minded.
What level is Sister Liuli at?
