Having studied for an entire night, Su Ping's confusion not only remained unresolved but had become even more unbearable, even more perplexing.
By the time the sky brightened, aside from a dizzying headache from studying all night, Su Ping had gained nothing.
"Cousin, time for breakfast!"
Early in the morning, Rong Mang came over with his younger cousin Rong Chan, continuing his warm calls for Su Ping to join them for breakfast.
Su Ping nodded but wasn't in a hurry. He gestured for the two cousins to sit with him on the wooden bench in the small courtyard pavilion.
"Cousin Su Ping, what's wrong?" Rong Mang asked with a hint of concern. "Your spirit seems a bit low. Have you been too tired these past few days? Are you still planning to go to Heavenly Mountain? I can go with you today."
