The three of them spent the night in playful merriment, drinking until they finally drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Ye Chen looked at his Eldest Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Sister, struggling to remember what had transpired the night before. He had drunk too much and experienced some memory gaps. He hoped that nothing had actually happened between him and his two senior sisters.
As the morning sun slowly filtered down, Ye Chen rose to enjoy the first rays of light. He had cultivated a habit: just as the success of a year depends on the spring, the success of a day depends on the morning. For Ye Chen, the morning was a time for cultivation, and he never wasted a single moment of it.
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