Jiang Man shook his head. "There really isn't. It's said that not sleeping is fundamentally about locking down one's Heart Spirit. Even the Evil God himself couldn't lock mine down."
"Mr. Jiang, why aren't you affected?" Qing Dai asked curiously.
Jiang Man glanced at her and said calmly, "It is dictated by my Talent."
Qing Dai froze, feeling a bit amused. It had been years since anyone had spoken to her about something being dictated by Talent. In the past, she had always been the one saying such things.
However, she couldn't refute Mr. Jiang. She was merely curious if his Talent could truly be stronger than her young lady's. In theory, it was impossible. People like that were far too rare.
Later, Jiang Man and Ji Meng headed to the small courtyard together.
Mr. Yan was the one who came to the courtyard again. She looked even more haggard, her dark circles much more pronounced, showing just how diligent she had been over the past two years.
