The next morning.

Yan Feng awoke from his slumber, accompanied by waves of intense headaches and inexplicable dizziness.

Forcing himself to sit up, he felt as if he had experienced a humid southern day with the window left open, his whole body seemed to be covered in an inexplicable layer of something, making everything he did uncomfortable.

He glanced at the phone on the table; it was exactly nine o'clock in the morning. Thankfully, it was Sunday, so he didn't have to work; otherwise, he would definitely be late.