At about 6 o'clock, the prodigy appeared in the lobby, wearing Msa's cold-proof coat and still wearing a mask on his face.
"Morning." The prodigy said in a hoarse voice, stretching out his hands to press on Ashue's back and help him stretch his tendons.
"You should just keep sleeping."
"I knew you would be so polite, senior, so I asked Musa to call me and wake me up yesterday." The prodigy sat down next to Ashue. "Snowing."
"yes."
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