It was already around eight or nine in the evening, Lin Tian sighed inwardly and lay on the bed, exhausted.
Since arriving at Nidhogg, he hadn't had a moment of peace, fighting in several major battles. Fortunately, Lin Tian didn't suffer any losses and even obtained treasures like the Dragon Transformation Liquid. Today had been quite beneficial for Lin Tian.
Lin Tian closed his eyes, ready to get some good sleep to embrace tomorrow's mission with a fresh attitude.
But as soon as Lin Tian closed his eyes, he started thinking of Xiahou Qingyi and that piece of lingerie. He imagined Xiahou Qingyi being commanded by him, and the thought alone made him want to laugh.
That night, Lin Tian had several vivid dreams involving Xiahou Qingyi, occasionally letting out chuckles in his sleep. If anyone heard him, they might think Lin Tian was a madman.
