The next day, morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the luxurious bed in the five-star hotel suite.
Zhang Liang slowly opened his eyes, feeling unbearably thirsty. He was just about to get out of bed to drink some water when a sharp pain hit his waist.
"Tss—" He gently rubbed his waist, muttering to himself, "No way, if I keep this up, my body won't be able to handle it."
"Once I sell that Jade Pendant, I must take a proper rest for a few days."
Meanwhile, Qi Yun had already arrived at room 401 upstairs in the early morning, intending to ask Zhang Liang about the Nephrite Jade.
He learned from Zhang Liang's two bathing buddies that he hadn't come back at all last night.
So he immediately sent Zhang Liang a message.
"Where are you? I need to talk to you about something; let's meet up."
Zhang Liang quickly responded, "What do I have to talk about with you?"
"Just tell me if you're coming or not (sly grin)."
"You're threatening me!?"
