Chapter Sixty-Seven: An Interesting Little Gathering

To be honest, there was still a bit of fear. On Sunday night, Yuan Zhong found himself unable to sleep, dreading Monday and uncertain about what kind of day awaited him.

He remembered, back when he was still in college, hearing a senior who had already started working say that every day he went to work with the mindset of visiting a grave, even though others thought his job was quite good.

At the time, Yuan Zhong had been surprised, thinking it was an exaggeration. Now, it seemed he wasn't much better himself.

He tried meditation and breathing techniques, but nothing worked. Yuan Zhong had to force himself not to toss and turn, compelling himself to keep his eyes closed and think of nothing at all...

It was no use! He simply couldn't fall asleep. Yuan Zhong reached out, his fingers tapping...