The next day.
Early in the morning.
It was still dark outside.
Tang Qing rolled up the bed sheet like a thief and scurried back to his own room, hoping to avoid being the butt of jokes from pedestrians and the early-rising aunts in the park once day broke.
This action with the bed sheet also woke Lin Jiaxue.
Her spirit instantly revived.
Unable to fall back asleep.
So she got up, took a shower, and began to prepare breakfast for her parents.
Mother Tang and Father Tang rarely had breakfast at home, so there was a portion for Tang Qing as well. The bed sheet was thrown to the fighters and then teleported to Dienmai to be washed and aired out by them.
A thousand miles to wash a bed sheet.
Tang Qing had no choice, as the Combat Dispatch Center charged a fee for storing items.
...
After breakfast.
Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue arrived at Tianfu Hotel.
