"Brother Xia Liu, you have no idea what happened?"
Han Mei looked at Xia Liu with astonishment.
It couldn't be possible, she thought. According to Ling Shiyu, what led to his current predicament seemed to be because of Xia Liu.
Xia Liu shook his head; if he had known, he wouldn't be sitting here.
"Brother Xia Liu, when Shiyu and I found you, two days had passed, and it seems like another day had gone by before that," Han Mei answered.
"I was unconscious for three days..." Xia Liu muttered to himself. Three days had gone by, and it was fortunate that he hadn't encountered Liu Wei and Liu Lang; otherwise, the consequences would have been hard to predict.
"So where are we?"
Xia Liu was unfamiliar with his surroundings, especially the vague presence that seemed to linger in the air.
There was a sense of decay, but within that decay, there was also a strong vitality.
