After resting for a day, early the next morning, Ling Chen got up and deliberated, thinking about leaving Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion and rushing back to East Sea City.
This trip had already taken quite a bit of time, nearly half a month, and Nanrong Wanqing had called several times. Moreover, too many things had happened at the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and Ling Chen really did not want to get involved and waste time.
After much consideration, it still seemed best to leave such matters to Su Mei and Du Kang to handle. After all, he was an outsider, and there was no need for him to meddle unnecessarily.
"Ling Cheng." Wei Jiahao, while yawning, walked in from outside, holding breakfast in one hand.
Ever since the poisoning incident, Ling Chen's meals were taken care of by Wei Jiahao, who borrowed the kitchen facilities and ingredients from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
"Ling Cheng, where are the others?"
