Bai Yunru sat on a recently made chair. Slowly his pale complexion recovered after eating a few qi recovery pills and regeneration pills. Courtesy of Tang Pengfei. Shortly after, he closed his eyes and began reflecting on the few things that he learnt during his brief battle.
Afanzo looked around the well furnished pavilion, glistening with shiny purple tiles and gold furniture that started from the seating area all the way to the walls. He couldn't move a muscle, except for his eyes and that made him anxious. Where did all his strength go? The power that breached past the mortal barrier no longer thrummed through him. And the golden strands of qi retreated back to his heart, not daring to move an inch outside of it. He tried speaking with the Pearl but it kept silent, as if it suddenly swore a vow of silence.
