Li Zhiyuan sat on the terrace, staying there until late at night.
Finally, the snoring from the Grandmaster's room ceased, and his breathing became rapid.
Li Zhiyuan stood up, opened the door, and went in.
On the bed, the Grandmaster's hands were upright, his legs kicking the bed, with cold sweat flowing from his body.
The Grandmaster mentioned during the day that this dream occurs every few days, but having dreamt it last night and again tonight, either the Grandmaster lied or things have become more dire.
Although the Grandmaster is still in good health and can endure it, if this dream continues for long, even the healthiest person can't withstand it.
If I go on another journey like last time, being away for so long, what will happen to matters at home...?
Indeed, with Elder Mrs. Liu and Aunt Liu around, they can be of great help, but Li Zhiyuan knows he is the one directly involved in this matter.
