C1393 This Is the Young Master

The night rolled in the dawn and was finally eaten and wiped clean by the day.

Facing the glaring sunlight, Zuo Zhan impatiently opened his eyes. Once he sat up, he subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Before dawn, the sound of a male chicken cracking could be heard from outside the window. It was as if every feather on his body emitted a sound of sleep paralysis