Fen Li slapped on Fen Li's head and said, "Look at you, you little rascal, poking fun at me!"
Stepping back twice, Fen Li replied with a laugh, "Then, Young Pavilion Master, please be up early tomorrow morning." She then turned and went back to her tent.
Who could have imagined that the gentle and formidable Young Pavilion Master of Fen Jian, the City Lord of Pearl City, was such a lover of sleep? Moreover, he had severe difficulty waking up. He always had to wake up naturally; otherwise, he'd spend the whole day with a frown. To avoid his grumpy morning mood, once, when traveling, the Saint Heir of the Divine Temple had his men break camp and leave, leaving him alone on an island for a month. He was only picked up by a passing Divine Temple ship and brought back to Holy Sea City. Since then, Fen Jian's reputation for loving sleep had spread.
"Hei Yu, you must wake me up tomorrow morning, got it?" Fen Jian grunted, "I don't believe I can't get up!"
