"Damn Lime Explosion Technique!"
After returning to his room, Huang Yiri took off his shoes early and lay down on the bed, ready to get a good night's sleep.
As a direct disciple of the Huang Sect Master, Huang Yiri was a rather superstitious person. This was mostly manifested in his habit of divining before he slept, to see whether he would have a satisfying or unsatisfying sleep that night.
Then, using a technique of the Huang Sect, he divined and received a strange divination.
Fire Burning the World.
After making this divination, Huang Yiri kept it in mind, but didn't pay too much attention to it; after all, he truly had a bit too much to drink this time. Coupled with his good mood, his spirit was somewhat relaxed, and he was, to some extent, off his guard.
Tap tap tap.
Three knocks on the door.
"Boy, a bowl of Hangover Soup and a roasted sweet potato, charred a bit more," he said.
