"I'm telling you, Old Li, when will this ever end? It's been more than half a month now, patrolling here day and night without sleep, searching for any trace of Ye Zhen. But we haven't even found a single tree leaf, let alone a living person."
"This is exhausting. I bet the moment I get back, I'm going to sleep for three days straight!" In the clouds thousands of miles outside of Qinglan Martial City, two martial artists hung listlessly in the air, faces etched with fatigue.
The martial artist called Old Li sighed, "Isn't that the truth? While it's said that we martial artists can go without sleep, if it's for too long, it can kill a person!"
"Exactly! I can't take it anymore. Keep watch for me while I sneak in two hours of sleep, then wake me up to take your place!"
"Old Zhou, this...isn't quite right, what if..."
