Early in the morning, an ancient-style town.
Song Jian regained consciousness amid a cacophony of noise and only when he was fully awake did he realize that he lay in a wooden house. The room divider, table, chairs, and hanging paintings on the surrounding walls were all imbued with an antique style, as if he had abruptly transitioned to ancient times.
Creak~
The door of the house opened, and Duan Jian came in with a tray of food. Seeing that Song Jian had sat up in bed, he smiled slightly and placed the food on the table. He said to Song Jian, "You have a good constitution. You've recovered so quickly after passing through the great teleportation array."
"Teacher, where are we?" Song Jian got up from the bed. Although he was still somewhat weak, he felt much better than when he had first been transported here. Only his limbs were still feeble and lacked strength.
