The Immortal Sea Building.
Ye Qianning yawned as she walked upstairs. She had barely slept since the birthday banquet, and it had been years since she last felt this exhausted. She wondered if it was because Dun Dun and Pang Pang were causing too much of a ruckus in her spatial domain, or if it was something else.
Climbing just a few flights of stairs, she yawned five or six times. When she reached her room and pushed the door open, the thick scent of calming incense immediately hit her nose. Her yawn hitched, and she quickly shut her mouth. At a glance, she saw someone lying on her couch.
The sky outside was nearly dark, leaving the room rather dim, but the familiar scent lingering in the air allowed her to identify the intruder. It was Sang Zhi. He always carried the faint aroma of calming incense.
Ye Qianning was already quite sleepy, and inhaling the strong scent made her eyes burn even more. Rubbing them, she walked over, wondering why Sang Zhi was sleeping in her room.
