October 16, 2017
"Knock, knock, knock."
Early the next morning, as the rosy sun was still half-hidden on the horizon, Wang Jiu heard a series of urgent knocks on the door, echoing from several meters away, urging the person inside to open the door.
Shen Qingming groggily muttered from the bed.
"Ah Jiu, go open the door."
Wang Jiu looked at Shen Qingming on the bed with the expression of an HR manager eyeing a new employee who got pregnant right away, feeling a deep dissatisfaction for her lack of discipline, disrespect, and her carefree orders to her superior.
After speaking, Shen Qingming felt a bit embarrassed: "Well, I had insomnia last night, and now I'm really tired, so I'm taking half a day off this morning. Please help out, you're the master of this garden's master anyway."
"You had insomnia last night? Didn't I tell you that during the full cultivation of the Immovable Tyrant Body, you must ensure basic rest?"
