As Su Yu questioned himself, the image of a beautiful woman suddenly appeared in a flash. Her entire body was covered in a mist of water that concealed her exotic beauty. If it were not Xia Jingyu, who else could it be?
"You are finally awake!" It was difficult to tell if Xia Jingyu was happily surprised or in a state of panic. Perhaps it was a mixture of both.
Su Yu secretly sighed in relief. Her disappearance had given him a fright. Unknowingly, an affection for this woman, who had silently sacrificed herself for his sake, had already been etched in the depths of his heart.
"What happened?" Su Yu asked in surprise.
Xia Jingyu's face brightened up. As she usually looked calm and composed in all situations, this made Su Yu very confused.
"Su Yu, stop talking and follow me! A Real Spirit has appeared!" Xia Jingyu looked surprised and joyful.
