Half an hour later.
Zhan Yao was stunned.
During that time, Xiao Yebai acted like a robot with the switch flipped on, quickly getting up to take a shower, wash his face, brush his teeth, shave...
Then he made a call to order a suit.
When the staff from a nearby mall delivered a brand-new set of clothing from inside out...
Minutes later, a clean, refreshed, elegant, handsome, and spirited Xiao Yebai walked downstairs.
Zhan Yao raised his hands, "pop," "pop," "pop," clapping three times.
It was simply astounding!
Tsk, tsk, tsk, was this the same drunken, dispirited drunkard from a second ago?
Except for the red veins in his eyes and the slight dark circles beneath them, there was no sign of his previous despair.
Watching Xiao Yebai making calls, systematically arranging for plane tickets, courier services, packing up everything, and informing the delivery address...
Zhan Yao was even more flabbergasted.
