This past couple of days, Jiang Chen was very idle.
The first step of the island capture project had been completed, and Sixth Street had also been stabilized.
Out of nowhere, he suddenly found himself free.
He walked out from the bedroom, yawning. After a brief wash, he went to the kitchen and sat across Ayesha while stretching.
"Did you stay up late again?" Ayesha asked with concern.
"Uh, played a bit too late last night." Jiang Chen reached out and grabbed a slice of toast.
Coffee, toast, and omelet for breakfast, Ayesha's cooking was getting better...While munching, he reached out and turned on the TV.
"Don't sleep too late," Ayesha reminded softly.
"Mhmm." He took a sip of coffee, and the bitterness made his brain sober.
The widescreen TV was playing the news.
