Although Mu Sijue didn't sleep all night, he did not look tired at all. If others didn't observe him carefully, they could not tell. Only his face was a little pale.

But Aunt Zhou was worried about him. She wanted to make sure he was okay.

Mu Sijue's eyes showed a little awkwardness. He answered, "Aunt Zhou, I'm good. Don't worry about me."

"If so, why did you torture yourself?" Aunt Zhou looked at Mu Sijue and said, "Little Seven, I know you too ...