The next morning, Zhao Yang unprecedentedly slept until seven o'clock.
In the past, he would always wake up at six, wash up, have a meal, and it would be just about past seven.
Groggily opening his eyes, Zhao Yang just felt that he wasn't very spirited.
Ever since studying Dragon Elephant Hunyuan Power with his master, Zhao Yang would wake up feeling refreshed and full of vitality every morning.
But today, he suddenly found his head a bit muddled and his expression somewhat weary and listless.
He didn't take it to heart, after all, his sleep hadn't been good lately, always overly concerned about the conference in a few days.
Perhaps it was because his mind was a bit distracted these days... he thought to himself.
Zhao Yang got out of bed, turned his neck, and felt that his head was still groggy, not wanting to do anything.
Thinking about getting some more sleep, Zhao Yishan's voice, however, came from outside the door, "Son, get up!"
