Liu Mang shook his head, recalling the recent blackout before his eyes, and vaguely remembered having a very long dream.
"Low blood sugar, huh?"
Liu Mang inexplicably felt weak in his body and thought it was because he had been studying too hard recently.
After all, with a newly acquired skill, how could he not experiment with it?
Yet every time he'd sleep, he could replenish his strength.
But this time was different for some reason.
However, this query didn't linger in his mind for too long, as he quickly brushed it off.
He was, after all, a man destined to save the world, trivial matters like this need not concern him.
What he didn't realize was that a pair of eyes behind him was watching his back with great interest.
Yu Xian did not imprison Liu Mang as a replenishing tonic.
This was good bait.
