Early the next morning, Wen Yu got up and immediately went to Tang Haofei's room to check on Old Tang's condition.
Yesterday, Tang Haofei's state was honestly not good.
Opening the door, Wen Yu saw Tang Haofei lying on the bed, snoring deeply.
Perhaps the sound of the door opening was a bit loud, for the deeply asleep Tang Haofei's body trembled slightly, and he immediately opened his eyes.
"Whew, you scared me. I wondered who it was."
Tang Haofei looked much better, with his usual smile on his face. In the state of soul perception, Wen Yu clearly felt the strange weakness in Tang Haofei's soul had completely recovered.
"All good now?"
"Hmm."
Tang Haofei nodded: "Just too tired. I had a good sleep yesterday, and now I feel much better."
Tang Haofei couldn't remember last night's dreamland at all.
