Su Xiaoxiao slept until the latter half of the night when she was suddenly woken up by an inexplicable palpitation.
She slept extremely well and rarely woke up in the middle of the night.
She touched the side of the bed. Wei Ting was not there.
Wei Ting was injured and could not practice martial arts openly for the time being, so the old man taught him the mental cultivation technique first.
He got up in the middle of the night and went to the backyard to meditate. Purportedly, it was to absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth but Su Xiaoxiao seriously suspected that he was just old and did not sleep much.
Wei Ting sat back in the house after his meditation. The sky was still dark.
Seeing Su Xiaoxiao sitting on the bed thinking about something, he walked over and pinched her round face. "What are you thinking about?"
