In the early morning, the sky was bright.
The fire had been extinguished, and the room had long become quiet. Only three steady breaths were left.
"Coo~ coo~"
The cries of birds and beasts came from afar. Ye Jingtang's eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes silently. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes. When did I fall asleep…
He checked his body's condition. His limbs were still there. They hadn't been amputated. His breathing was smooth, he was energetic, and he didn't have any internal injuries. With the 'morning rise', his sexual well-being was not affected… Then, things were fine…
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body, Ye Jingtang heaved a sigh of relief and began to pay attention to his surroundings.
