When Yang Si An woke up, actually not much time had passed. The sky was just beginning to brighten, the sun hadn't fully risen yet, and the grandeur of dawn at the horizon overshadowed it. The wind and clouds were polluted with various colors of divine light, making him feel dizzy and nauseous. But he couldn't move either, because he was wrapped up like a mummy again. Seeing the familiar bandaging technique, Yang Si An knew who had saved him once more.
"Did you come to avenge your senior brother?"
Yang Si An glanced sideways at the voice and saw a half-battered person beside him, "Wow, you're still not dead even like this! Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much..."
Xie Mingchen rolled his eyes, "Look who's talking. But my great vendetta has been avenged, and I have no regrets... Weren't you here to avenge your senior brother? Gu Mo was killed by me. If you don't make your move fast, you'll miss your chance."
