"Yeah, we're used to it! If Pei Yan didn't awaken precisely at the right time, we would find it odd." Mei Simiao, who had experienced Pei Yan's awakenings multiple times, stepped forward and patted Yu Zhongmin's shoulder to comfort him, "Don't worry, Old Yu. Normally, after drinking this liquor, a cultivator would sleep for two to three days and a stronger one for a week. Given Pei Yan has accumulated such a high degree of strength and has only slept for an extra two days, that's quite normal. I've even prepared for his delay and considered how to discuss extending the trial with Council City while feeling very passive in handling the situation."
After hearing Mei Simiao's explanation, Yu Zhongmin felt a bit relieved. He was just about to ask whether this awakening of Pei Yan would have any danger when a thunderbolt exploded beside him, scaring his words back into his mouth. Turning to look at the field, he saw the thick mist sliced away by a thin layer of lightning.
