Bab 198: Chapter 105 Secret Identity (1/2)

The day of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival ended in a cheerful atmosphere. The market dissolved, and tourists returned home.

Good scenes accompanied by wine are most intoxicating.

Most troubles in the heart were set aside for the time being, and the struggles for fame and fortune were extinguished from the mind at this moment.

However, humanity is diverse, and not everyone could rest even at this time.

Peng Xingbo, who was only seventeen years old, had drunk some wine the night before, but years of habit still had him waking up at the usual time, lying in bed and staring blankly at the ceiling, his mind a blank, until a moment later when he turned over to get up, wash up, and with the help of the slightly chilly water, dispelled the sleepiness in his heart.