This night, Yang Fan could finally have a good rest. After soaking in a hot bath for a few hours, he comfortably lay on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't dream the whole night, seemingly knowing nothing, and slept through until dawn.
He got up very late the next day, slowly getting out of bed at ten o'clock.
After having breakfast, it was already eleven o'clock.
Yang Fan found a bicycle and rode around the streets and alleys of Xize Island, looking as he went.
He had been on Xize Island for so long but never had the chance to wander around seriously. With time today, Yang Fan just wanted to wander around alone, not thinking about anything, strolling and stopping, going wherever he ended up.
...
Old Nelson had been quite headache-ridden these days.
Yang Fan hadn't left Xize Island, but he also hadn't figured out how to deal with this kid.
The US Federal Bureau of Investigation kept urging him to take the opportunity to deal with Yang Fan.
