Moving Graves? Are Both the Masters Crazy?

The morning sun shone into the dim room.

"Ding ding ding..."

Li Yidao was awakened by a series of knocking sounds.

"Who is it? Can't a person have some peace early in the morning!"

"Li Yinuo, go and see who's at the door!"

However...

After he finished shouting, he froze for a moment.

He forgot.

Li Yinuo had already left.

Staying dazed for a while, he slowly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and by the time he reached the door, three minutes had passed.

The knocking sound didn't come again.

Clearly, the person who came to see him had some manners.

He opened the door, and a slightly older man than Li Yidao stood there.

"Hello, are you Mr. Li Yidao?"

Li Yidao frowned slightly and nodded gently.

"Yes, that's me. And you?"