C1280 Anvia's Plan

Lo Chuan rubbed his eyes, yawned, and finally sat up from the bed.

With an early start planned for the next morning, he needed to rest up and gather his strength.

That's why he had headed upstairs for a nap.

"Where's the boss?" Anvia walked into Origin Mall, but the familiar silhouette was missing from behind the counter.

"Upstairs, sleeping," Ziyan gestured towards the staircase