When Lin Yue reopened his eyes, what he saw was the strange red canopy before him.
The exhaustion that had previously overwhelmed his spirit had almost recovered, and he even felt somewhat invigorated.
"I remember passing out on the deck, right?"
Lin Yue sat up and checked his body, finding nothing amiss. He felt energetic, with smooth qi and blood circulation, and control of his body seemed much easier than before.
It was like getting used to heavy pressure and suddenly finding oneself relieved of the burden.
At that moment, the door opened with a creak.
"Your Highness, you're awake."
Baili Fengzhi entered, pushing the door open and striding in with her long legs.
She was still wearing that silver mask, but she had changed out of her scarlet war robe and into a red cross-collared robe, with a black double-ring belt around her waist and shoes embroidered with patterns of wind chasing the moon. Her tall figure appeared even more outstanding and her aura more commanding.
