"TWENTY DAYS?!" He nearly jumped so high that he touched the ceiling. He fumed with anger and discontent. Gnashing his teeth, he demanded an answer from these unruly Natal Souls of his! Yet they remained mum, as if they were unified in acting blameless! He felt a sudden urge to spank them! Spank them like the ill-minded children they were!
Wait.
How did they even keep him unconscious for that long? He inspected his physical body and realized it was perfectly healthy. There was no sign of malnutrition. While his cultivation was high, he still required sustenance to thrive and survive, and food created solid and liquid waste and a need to expel. After inspecting himself, he realized his stomach contained recently consumed food, and his bladder was mostly empty.
Did they bring him food? Did they…
