Private banquets in Ping City were always extravagant.

　　Regardless of how the newspapers claimed that the economy in Ping City was bleak, the only changes were the faces of the attendees, the location of the banquet hall, the arrangement of the orchestra, and the style of handbags of the female guests.

　　Luo Yu was a frequent visitor to these social gatherings.

　　He was dressed in a well-fitted charcoal gray three-piece suit, accompanying a beautiful female companion, effortlessly engaging in conversation with the officials from the Ping City Municipal Hall.

　　"Mr.

　　Luo!" A sudden shout broke the silence, causing many guests to look towards the entrance.

　　Luo Yu turned his head upon hearing the sound, revealing his personal assistant, Lu Yi.

　　Lu Yi had a pale face and was sweating profusely.

　　He rushed over, followed closely by two security guards.

　　The person who should least have appeared in this occasion tonight was Lu Yi.

　　Luo Yu frowned slightly, checked his watch, politely apologized to the gentleman opposite him, and quickly walked towards Lu Yi.

　　Lu Yi was supposed to facilitate a transaction for him.

　　A batch of weapons was scheduled to arrive at a small freight dock on a remote island north of Ping City at 8 PM tonight, and Lu Yi was appointed by Luo Yu as the person to receive the shipment.

　　"Mr.

　　Luo." Large beads of cold sweat dripped from Lu Yi's forehead.

　　His voice trembled involuntarily.

　　Lu Yi was usually a very composed person, so his current frightened appearance meant that there must have been some negligence regarding the shipment.

　　Luo Yu led him behind a concealed Roman column and told him to compose himself before speaking.

　　"Our cargo ship," Lu Yi swallowed, "is empty." He handed his phone to Luo Yu, showing him several photos.

　　The environment in the photos was dirty and messy, with the crew members tied up and gagged in the cargo hold, leaning against a container.

　　The visible cargo on the ship was cotton and children's toys, but among the five containers, there was a batch of Barrett M82A1 sniper rifles and tens of thousands of Browning machine gun rounds.

　　Luo Yu was only acting as a middleman for this batch of weapons.

　　He had negotiated with a buyer from the Middle East, and the M82A1 rifles and their ammunition only needed to stay in Ping City for 10 hours before being transferred to the buyer's ship.

　　This would bring Luo Yu a six-figure profit.

　　This was not a big deal for Luo Yu, which was why he sent Lu Yi to receive the shipment.

　　However, if this deal didn't go through, problems would arise.

　　There was a short video after the photos, accidentally filmed when Lu Yi switched to the camera mode.

　　The video was shaky, showing the faces of a few crew members.

　　Lu Yi had someone tear off the tape from one of the crew members' mouths, but the person could only desperately scream for help.

　　Lu Yi held his phone with one hand and a high-powered flashlight with the other, moving it from the crew members' faces to the rusted walls of the cargo hold.

　　A piece of A4 paper was sloppily nailed to the wall, with a bolded word written in the largest font: Ruan.

　　"Ruan Zheng." Luo Yu muttered the name softly, and Lu Yi lowered his head even further.

　　After contemplating for a few seconds, Luo Yu deleted both the video and the photos, returned to the lively and bustling banquet hall, and informed his female companion of some regretful news: he had something to attend to and had to leave early.

　　He then asked if she intended to leave with him or stay here.

　　The lady, looking at Luo Yu's less-than-pleasing complexion, said, "I can go by myself."

　　"Luo Yi nodded at her and walked out with Lu Yi.

　　His car was waiting for him downstairs at the hotel.

　　Standing next to the car door was his loyal subordinate, Xing Licheng.

　　Xing Licheng silently opened the car door for Luo Yi, who slightly bent down and sat in, crossing his legs.

　　Ping City is a hub connecting the mainland and overseas, with well-developed sea, land, and air transportation and golden routes to major continents.

　　On the surface, the city appears to be economically prosperous, with good public security and happy lives for its citizens.

　　However, beneath this calmness, there are turbulent undercurrents.

　　Huanyan Technology - Luo Yi, Zhenting Investment - Ruan Zheng, and the leader of the old aristocratic Xi Gang, He Yonggui, can be said to be in a delicate balance in Ping City.

　　Although the situation is tense, it remains hidden.

　　The small fry struggle to survive and find comfort under the control of the three big players.

　　Ruan Zheng and Luo Yi do not get along, and He Yonggui is trying to profit from the situation but has not gained any benefits.

　　Since news of Luo Yi's upcoming actions spread, the already unstable triangular relationship in Ping City has become even more precarious, with signs of an imminent storm.

　　He Yonggui is an experienced veteran, having been in Ping City for decades, rising from a small henchman to a big shot in Xi Gang.

　　He is cautious, while Ruan Zheng is fresh blood.

　　Nobody knows where he emerged from, and nobody has seen his real face.

　　Suddenly, everyone knew that Ruan Zheng from Zhenting was a tough nut to crack.

　　Although Ruan Zheng doesn't fight often, once he does, he always wins.

　　Luo Yi is the latest arrival in Ping City, but his identity is special.

　　He has strong backing from inland forces, abundant funds, and powerful relationships.

　　Within a few years, he has become a powerful figure in the city's black market.

　　During Luo Yi's early years in Ping City, following the principle of non-interference, despite continuous friction between the three parties in private, they managed to coexist harmoniously.

　　However, it is not known when Ruan Zheng started opposing Luo Yi.

　　He interferes in the sellers Luo Yi is negotiating with, and he gets involved with Luo Yi's goods, always asserting that he did it personally.

　　As time went by, the two went from minor disputes to a full-blown conflict, with both sides hating each other to the bone, wanting to annihilate each other and take all the spoils.

　　Recently, Ruan Zheng seemed to have calmed down, and Luo Yi almost forgot about his existence.

　　This time, Luo Yi wanted to train Lu Yi, so he sent him alone to pick up the goods.

　　Who would have thought it would be Ruan Zheng again...

　　Luo Yi glanced at Lu Yi in front of him and said, 'It's not all your fault.' Lu Yi's shoulders seemed to relax.

　　'There still has to be a punishment,' Luo Yi leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, crossed his hands on his legs, and after a moment, he added, 'Go to Song Lao's place later and collect it yourself.' 'Yes,' Lu Yi replied softly.

　　Luo Yi then turned his head and instructed his sidekick, Xing Licheng, 'Find out what Zhenting has been up to lately.' Luo Yi put in a lot of effort and urgently arranged a batch of goods through his connections in the inland area, covering up the matter with half-truths.

　　The Middle Eastern guests' ship was delayed for more than three hours, almost getting stuck.

　　The other party had some complaints about Luo Yi's delay, but Luo Yi gave them some good gifts to smooth things over.

　　Ruan Zheng appeared and disappeared mysteriously.

　　Xing Licheng searched for a long time but couldn't find anything specific.

　　There was only news that Ruan Zheng had left Ping City for some reason in the past.

　　This kind of vague news was as good as nothing.

　　Maybe he just went on a vacation to an island."

　　However, Luo Yi did not have the energy to focus on Ruan Zheng anymore.

　　He was about to meet the only child of a military arms tycoon from country A, A.L, to discuss a new transportation route.

　　A.L came alone, and to show his importance, Luo Yi personally went to pick him up with his driver.

　　As soon as they got in the car, A.L couldn't wait to tell Luo Yi that he liked Asian women.

　　Luo Yi smiled knowingly and instructed the driver to change direction and take Mr.

　　Lawrence to a private club in the capital run by a friend of his, the White Nest.

　　No matter how discreet the name "private club" sounds, it was ultimately a business involving flesh trade, although cleaner compared to the places that secretly solicited guests in run-down residential buildings.

　　The White Nest was built near a forest greenery not far from the airport, with a nearby horse stable and golf course.

　　A white small western-style building hid among the trees, making it difficult to find.

　　Luo Yi also frequented this place.

　　The driver, familiar with the way, found the entrance to the underground parking lot, swiped the card, went down, and stopped at the familiar passage for regular customers.

　　He opened the car door for the boss and left.

　　Neal, the manager of the White Nest, had been waiting at the entrance for a long time.

　　He took Luo Yi and A.L on the elevator to the guest rooms on the third floor.

　　There were several Asian girls standing in the room, each with different types.

　　A.L chose one of the girls who spoke good English.

　　Neal instructed her to take good care of the esteemed guests and then left the room with Luo Yi.

　　Neal asked Luo Yi, "Mr.

　　Luo, would you like to take a look at our new young masters who recently arrived? They're all very clean." Luo Yi shook his head and said, "Not this time." As they walked along the corridor, Luo Yi asked Neal about the recent operation of the White Nest.

　　Neal, considering Luo Yi's unpredictable temperament, felt like facing a formidable enemy and nervously answered his questions, afraid of saying something wrong.

　　At this time, there was suddenly a commotion from a nearby room.

　　A young boy rushed out, followed by a fierce-looking man twisting his hand, trying to drag him back.

　　When the boy saw Luo Yi, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Luo Yi with a pair of pitiful big eyes and pleaded for help, "Sir! Save me!" The boy had a very innocent appearance, with rosy lips and white teeth, a style that Luo Yi liked very much.

　　Luo Yi stopped and glanced at the man.

　　Although the man did not recognize Luo Yi, seeing the manager cowering next to Luo Yi, he didn't dare to act recklessly and had to let go of the boy.

　　As soon as he released his grip, the boy lost his balance, and he fell sitting in front of Luo Yi.

　　He looked up at Luo Yi and saw a fresh whip mark on the boy's neck.

　　Luo Yi frowned and asked Neal, "Is the White Nest short of people recently?" Neal also hadn't seen this boy before, and he frowned and asked the man, "Ah Liang, what's going on?" "This kid was fine when he was brought in," Ah Liang said in a rough voice.

　　"Who knew he would pretend to be chaste as soon as he came in!" "I, I didn't know when I came..." the boy whispered in response.

　　Ah Liang was also following orders and unjustly cursed.

　　Just as he was about to defend himself, Neal interrupted him, saying, "That's enough." "Mr.

　　Luo, shall we go inside and talk?" Neal suggested, afraid that someone might pass by in the corridor and make Luo Yi even more unhappy.

　　Luo Yu nodded, and Neal pushed open the door.

　　Inside was an ordinary guest room with a sofa and a bedroom.

　　Luo Yu looked down at the boy and asked him, "Can you stand up?" The boy nodded, using the door to support himself as he stood up, and whispered, "Thank you." He then staggered into the room.

　　Once the door was closed, Neal asked, "What's going on?" A-Liang glanced at Luo Yu expressionlessly and the boy huddled beside him, hesitatingly explaining the general situation.

　　This boy's name was Su Jiawen, a sophomore majoring in Chinese language and literature.

　　His mother had accumulated gambling debts, and he was tricked into coming to Bai Chao to pay off her debts.

　　When Neal heard this, he had a vague impression.

　　Su Jiawen looked much prettier than his profile picture, so Neal didn't recognize him right away.

　　He asked Su Jiawen, "Have you not seen the contract?" Contracts in this line of work naturally had no legal effect; they were merely some vague regulations.

　　However, they were enough to understand the services provided by Bai Chao.

　　"I haven't seen it," Su Jiawen said, "My mother said it was just to work as a waiter in a private club." Su Jiawen believed his mother's words and naively followed A-Liang.

　　Once they arrived at Bai Chao and A-Liang said a few words, Su Jiawen realized something was wrong and refused to do it, saying he wanted to leave.

　　However, once someone came in, there was no reason to let them leave.

　　A-Liang thought Su Jiawen had suddenly changed his mind and was about to teach him a lesson, but unexpectedly, he rushed out and ran into the boss.

　　"Su Jiawen?" Luo Yu called his name and Su Jiawen looked up at him.

　　He had a pointed chin and there was still some remaining baby fat on his face, making him look quite youthful.

　　Because Luo Yu had saved him from danger, Su Jiawen felt dependent on him, and there was some trust in his eyes as he looked at Luo Yu.

　　Luo Yu asked him, "Have you been in a relationship before?" When Su Jiawen heard this question, he was momentarily stunned before shaking his head, "No." "Then…" Luo Yu leaned closer to him, with a mix of cigarette and cologne scent surrounding Su Jiawen.

　　In a low voice, Luo Yu said in Su Jiawen's ear, "Have you had sex before?" Su Jiawen stiffened at the words "have sex," and looked at Luo Yu in confusion.

　　After a while, he finally opened his lips and whispered, "No." Luo Yu smiled and patted Su Jiawen's shoulder.

　　"Jiawen, here's what we'll do.

　　You choose." Su Jiawen looked at him, listening to him speak.

　　Although Luo Yu was smiling, there was no real humor in his eyes.

　　He said, "One, follow me.

　　Two, follow him." Su Jiawen blinked, seeming not to understand, and asked softly, "What's the difference of following you...?" Luo Yu found Su Jiawen's shyness amusing, so he leaned closer, using a voice similar to Su Jiawen's volume, and whispered to him, "If you follow me, you'll only serve me.

　　If you follow him, you'll be serving who knows how many people." Su Jiawen was startled by Luo Yu's blunt words, his face turning pale.

　　His lips moved but he didn't say anything.

　　Finally, just when Luo Yu was about to lose interest, he said, "I'll follow you." Luo Yu glanced at Neal, and Neal quickly smiled and said, "Mr.

　　Luo says whatever he says." It was almost as if he was thanking Su Jiawen for his gratitude.

　　Luo Yu didn't take Su Jiawen back to his own home; he took him to his room at Bai Chao instead.

　　Su Jiawen sat on the edge of the bed, and Luo Yu asked him, "Do you know how to do it?"

　　"Sujia Wen hesitated and nodded.

　　"Then wash yourself clean," Luo Yu ordered, "do everything that needs to be done." Seeing Sujia Wen's wide-eyed expression, Luo Yu leaned closer and scared him, "If I'm not satisfied, I'll send you back to Neal." Startled by his words, Sujia Wen immediately ran to the bathroom and took fifteen minutes to come out.

　　He was wearing a bathrobe, with his wet hair hanging down, and he pushed open the door but didn't come out.

　　He peeked at Luo Yu, his eyes wide open, and said, "Mr.

　　Luo, I'm done washing." Luo Yu couldn't help but laugh at Sujia Wen's antics and waved him over, saying, "Come here." Sujia Wen slowly walked over, with steam and a refreshing scent emanating from his body, making him perfectly suited for the space.

　　Luo Yu made him kneel in front of him and used his hand to caress Sujia Wen's collarbone and slender chest beneath his bathrobe.

　　His fingertips maliciously scratched, rubbed, and pinched the sensitive area on his chest.

　　Sujia Wen blushed and looked up at Luo Yu.

　　"Go to the bed," Luo Yu pointed to the large bed not far away and asked him, "Did you prepare yourself back there?" Sujia Wen's lips trembled and he nodded.

　　Luo Yu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you like men?" Sujia Wen didn't answer, his face red, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat there, looking at Luo Yu.

　　Luo Yu liked this obedient and clever little plaything, so he didn't ask any more questions.

　　He walked over and pressed Sujia Wen onto the bed.

　　Luo Yu never kissed anyone, but this time, he kissed Sujia Wen's cheek, unfastened his bathrobe, and found that Sujia Wen was not wearing anything inside.

　　The little thing between his legs hung limply amidst sparse pubic hair, indicating that there had indeed been some preparation, but it wasn't done well, as the lubricant had been wiped away by Sujia Wen, leaving his inner thighs shiny.

　　Luo Yu was turned on by this sight, and he also felt a stirring in his lower body.

　　He stood by the bed, undid his belt, and instructed Sujia Wen, "Use your mouth." Sujia Wen was obedient.

　　He crawled over and knelt in front of Luo Yu, pulled down Luo Yu's pants, and started sucking him like a lollipop, moving from the base to the tip.

　　Luo Yu lowered his head and looked at Sujia Wen's long and dense eyelashes and slightly closed eyes.

　　Before long, he became hard.

　　He asked Sujia Wen to put on a condom with his mouth, but Sujia Wen didn't know how and struggled to bite onto it with his teeth.

　　His lower lip grazed Luo Yu's tip.

　　Luo Yu found it a bit difficult to endure and sighed.

　　He put on the condom himself and patted Sujia Wen's face, saying, "Get on all fours." Sujia Wen lay naked on the bed, and Luo Yu didn't get on the bed either.

　　He stood by the edge of the bed, pulled Sujia Wen's legs towards him, and stirred Sujia Wen's anus with his hand.

　　Then, he held Sujia Wen's hips and slowly pushed inside him.

　　Sujia Wen's whole body stiffened in pain.

　　He was tight and hot inside, and Luo Yu mercilessly started moving, making Sujia Wen's body jerk up and down.

　　Sujia Wen was weak and kneeling in front of him, and the tender and reddened anus was repeatedly penetrated by Luo Yu's large member.

　　It was as if he had lost all his strength due to the pain, allowing Luo Yu to manipulate him.

　　Originally, Luo Yu thought this sexual encounter would just be a simple release of his desires because he had no patience for his bed partners.

　　He only needed sex, not love.

　　However, after a while, he turned Sujia Wen over.

　　Surprisingly, something between Sujia Wen's legs was half-hard, slapping against his fair stomach in rhythm with Luo Yu's movements.

　　It released some liquid that splattered everywhere."

　　Unlike the previous bed partners who had performative climaxes, Su Jiawen seemed genuine.

　　There was a taste of addiction to sex, and his enormous manhood was rubbing against his sensitive area as he turned over, causing him to let out a soft moan, which made Luo Yi even harder.

　　When a man is affirmed in a certain aspect of his abilities, his vanity is satisfied in an extraordinary way.

　　The blush on Su Jiawen's face spread from the corners of his eyes to his ears.

　　With the approaching climax, his bright red lips were slightly parted, and even his breath seemed somewhat addicted.

　　Before Luo Yi could react, he kissed Su Jiawen's lips.

　　Su Jiawen's taste was clean, soft, and moist.

　　While Luo Yi kissed him, he kept moving his lower body.

　　Su Jiawen's voice was suppressed in Luo Yi's throat, and he could only make a faint nasal sound.

　　Listening to Su Jiawen's suppressed moans, Luo Yi felt hot and dizzy.

　　He unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and pinned Su Jiawen to the bed, determined to force out Su Jiawen's most lascivious voice.

　　Finally, Su Jiawen was about to faint, and Luo Yi ejaculated.

　　He pulled out of Su Jiawen's body, intending to go directly to the bathroom as usual.

　　However, Su Jiawen looked pitiful, so Luo Yi paused and pressed himself against Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen had no strength to resist, he frowned but dare not speak.

　　Luo Yi pressed for a few seconds, and when he had his fill, he lay next to Su Jiawen, asking him to lean against his shoulder.

　　Su Jiawen leaned tightly against Luo Yi, closing his eyes and breathing heavily.

　　Luo Yi rarely had such tender moments with bed partners.

　　He leaned against him and thought to himself that this little thing was not bad and could be kept for a while.

　　After resting for a while, Luo Yi asked Su Jiawen, "Can you still walk?" Su Jiawen opened his eyes, looked up at Luo Yi, and said, "I should be able to." Luo Yi let him go to the closet to pick up some clothes while he went to the bathroom.

　　Wrapping a towel around himself, Luo Yi saw Su Jiawen's feet on the floor as he was about to stand up, but he fell to the ground with a thud.

　　He knelt on the floor and looked at Luo Yi, feeling a little embarrassed.

　　"Mr.

　　Luo, it seems like I can't walk," he said.

　　Luo Yi walked over, grabbed Su Jiawen's wrist, and tried to pull him up.

　　Su Jiawen also struggled to get up and reached out his other hand to grab Luo Yi, but as soon as he joined in, Luo Yi didn't pull him up but instead was pulled down to the ground together.

　　The towel around Luo Yi's waist almost fell off, and he was displeased, but when he saw Su Jiawen's fearful and apologetic face, he didn't get angry.

　　He simply picked Su Jiawen up and carried him to the bed, saying, "You stay here obediently." Su Jiawen agreed at first, watching Luo Yi change clothes in the dressing room and then asked, "Mr.

　　Luo, are you going out?" Luo Yi didn't close the door of the dressing room.

　　He was tying his tie and glanced at Su Jiawen, saying, "Don't ask what shouldn't be asked." "What about me?" Su Jiawen asked anxiously.

　　He seemed afraid of being abandoned in the empty apartment after being slept with by Luo Yi, and despite facing Luo Yi's cold gaze, he still sought an answer from him.

　　Luo Yi put on his coat and walked over in an orderly manner, looking down at him for a few seconds, and said, "I will have someone pick you up later." Su Jiawen breathed a sigh of relief and watched Luo Yi leave.

　　Luo Yi looked at his watch.

　　He had a dinner with some newly appointed politicians in Ping City that evening.

　　Luo Yi has intricate connections with the political circle in the mainland.

　　Whenever new officials in Ping City take office, they would have a meal with him to get to know each other.

　　These gatherings require a great deal of effort.

　　As Luo Yi got into the car, Xing Licheng handed him two files.

　　One thick file was about the simple investigation of several individuals at the dinner, which he had already seen before.

　　The other thin file was about Su Jiawen.

　　Luo Yi quickly flipped through it and found that Su Jiawen was a student majoring in Chinese language at Ping University, a well-behaved student with no particular standout features except for good looks.

　　His father had passed away early, and his mother had developed a gambling addiction in recent years.

　　Luo Yi knew all about what happened after.

　　He tossed the files aside, feeling assured that Su Jiawen had no background.

　　So when Xing Licheng asked him where to take Su Jiawen to, he almost hesitated and said, "Home." He had a fierce large dog and three purebred horses running in the backyard, but was missing a small thing to warm his bed in the winter.

　　Xing Licheng responded, then reported on A.L.'s movements.

　　A.T is still indulging in his gentle Asian paradise and hasn't gotten up yet.

　　Luo Yi felt that A.L.

　　was like a smokescreen, showing no emotions on his face, and asked Xing Licheng a few more questions before they arrived at the restaurant.

　　In the evening, they engaged in a heated argument as usual.

　　Luo Yi drank a bit and felt a bit tired from the day, falling asleep on the way back home.

　　As he got out of the car and was blown by the cold wind, Xing Licheng supported him into the house, and Su Jiawen was sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a worried expression.

　　Luo Yi didn't pay much attention to the affairs of these bed matters and had almost forgotten about this person after a few hours.

　　Now seeing Su Jiawen, he couldn't say if he was pleased or not.

　　After giving him a glance, Luo Yi headed upstairs.

　　Xing Licheng felt that Luo Yi's attitude towards people this time was unusual, so he said a few more words to Su Jiawen and arranged a guest room downstairs, telling him not to disturb Luo Yi when he doesn't need him.

　　Su Jiawen took in Xing Licheng's words and stood downstairs, watching Luo Yi.

　　Luo Yi had already walked halfway before stopping and said from above, "What are you standing there foolishly for? Can't you walk?" Su Jiawen and Xing Licheng shared a glance.

　　Xing Licheng nodded slightly expressionlessly, and Su Jiawen limped over to Luo Yi's side.

　　That night, Luo Yi didn't request anything from Su Jiawen, but still tired him out.

　　When Luo Yi got drunk, he had many demands.

　　Sometimes he would ask Su Jiawen to prepare a bath for him, and other times he would want him to massage his back with oil.

　　Su Jiawen was just a regular Chinese language major student and didn't know these techniques.

　　His phone had also been confiscated by Xing Licheng, so he had no choice but to ask Luo Yi, "Can I borrow Mr.

　　Luo's phone? I want to search for tutorials." Luo Yi lay naked on the bed, his back muscles tight.

　　He turned his head to look at Su Jiawen for a moment, as if scrutinizing him, then said, "Search whatever you want, just press randomly." Su Jiawen had no choice but to straddle Luo Yi and start massaging his back, lightly tapping and pressing.

　　Whenever Su Jiawen thought Luo Yi had fallen asleep and wanted to rest for a bit, Luo Yi's voice would sound, asking him, "Are you dead?" As Su Jiawen massaged, he also grew tired, and his movements slowed down.

　　After a while, Luo Yu felt that the weight on his back was getting lighter.

　　In the end, Su Jiawen fell on him, and Luo Yu used his elbow to push him down.

　　Luo Yu sat up and looked at Su Jiawen.

　　Surprisingly, Su Jiawen had already fallen asleep, sleeping soundly with his hand clenched in a fist, as if he wanted Luo Yu to give him a shoulder massage.

　　Luo Yu found it funny again.

　　He never shared a bed with anyone, but Su Jiawen was powerless and posed no threat, so Luo Yu just pushed him onto the floor.

　　Su Jiawen had been frightened during the day and was tossed around by Luo Yu.

　　Even after falling on the carpet, he didn't wake up.

　　Luo Yu rewarded him with a blanket and went to sleep.