"Mr. Lu, good morning."
Early in the morning, Zhou Ziqiang, his eyes looking like a panda's, greeted Lu Lin in the kitchen.
"Hmm, morning, Ziqiang. What happened to you?" Lu Lin inquired, pointing at his eyes.
"Nothing really. I've been cultivating late at night these past couple of days, so I might be a bit sleep-deprived."
"YAAAWN." As Zhou Ziqiang spoke, he couldn't help but let out a big yawn.
Lu Lin was speechless. "Ziqiang, you're really overdoing it."
"Never mind. It's Friday anyway, and I plan on visiting the Star Guide Association after school, so you'll have to head back by yourself."
"Alright." Zhou Ziqiang agreed and continued making breakfast, still yawning.
It made Lu Lin feel a bit sorry for him. Although Zhou Ziqiang was the weakest in the house, it wasn't quite right to always let him cook breakfast alone.
Chen Xiran? No way. That girl is good at bragging, but her cooking is as terrible as her combat skills.
