"Awake?"
Coming out from the Heavenly Wheel, Lu Mingshu had not reacted to the change. Hearing Liu Jizhen's voice, she drowsily called out, "Master?"
After a while, as her consciousness recovered, she quickly got up, "Master!"
Liu Jizhen sat by her bedside, and his originally casual image seemed sloppier than ever. Seeing the healthy and active Lu Mingshu, his gaze loosened up. "Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Lu Mingshu shook her head and then asked carefully, " Master, how long have I been asleep?"
"Three days." Liu Jizhen frowned as he spoke. "Why did you go to the founder's tomb?"
Distinguishing his imputative tone, Lu Mingshu lowered her head. "I, I don't know what happened either. That night was as if a dream…"
Only three days? She thought she had spent at least ten days in there! Could the Heavenly Wheel have an accelerated flow of time?
"Dream? You did not go in voluntarily?"
