Splash—!
A cold feeling jolted Lith awake. He looked around and found himself in a dimly lit room. A pair of beauties seemed to be staring at him with worry-filled eyes.
"Young master!"
"Young master, you're finally awake!"
Lith felt his head to be heavy. He clutched it and asked, "What happened? Why am I wet?"
'Oh, that sounded wrong.'
It was no time to joke, but accidents did happen.
The two ladies didn't get the joke and among them, Qingshan said, "You suddenly stared at the sky, then collapsed out of nowhere. What caused such a thing?"
"Oh…"
Memories flooded Lith's brain as he recalled the scenes he had seen before.
There was a mighty gothic castle in the space. Within the castle was a chamber that Lith felt should never be spied upon. Then… there was a lamp?
