Mr. Su Bai slept for quite a long time. Perhaps it was because he hadn't truly slept in a proper bed for far too long. The hotel bed was certainly not as comfortable as the one at home, but it was far better than the cold coffin in the Land of Enlightenment. Coupled with what transpired yesterday, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say his mind and soul were utterly exhausted. When Mr. Su Bai woke up, it was already nearing dusk outside.
The train leaves tonight; waking up now is just about perfect.
"Although I know you couldn't possibly oversleep, I was still a bit worried," Monk said, standing by the bed as he looked at Su Bai. In reality, any normal person would develop an instinct not to oversleep the next day if something important weighed on their minds. Let alone for the audience, people who have long dealt with matters of life and death.
