This was Wei Tianyang's sixth morning of avoiding the world in Rada Gan's residence.
He awoke from bed, stared at the ceiling blankly for a while, then got up to wash.
He squeezed some toothpaste, casually turned on the induction cooker, placed the small kettle filled with water on top, and carelessly brushed his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror. He then checked the slight black keratin bump on his forehead before heading out of the bathroom to grind some coffee beans.
Although he usually spent most of his time alone in Yin Country and the Sethiyan Federation, the feeling here was completely different.
There were no bodyguards, no government officials, and although the building was full of people, none of them knew his background. Even though they all followed Rada Gan's instructions and knew he was not a guest to be trifled with, their obedience was nothing like the respectful subservience of the servants.
