Duan Rong's consciousness surged like the tide, slowly rising...
His eyelids twitched, and his eyes slowly opened.
As soon as his mind cleared, Duan Rong suddenly jumped up.
He found himself still in the stone chamber he had been in before falling unconscious.
Shang Xiangyu sat in front of the desk, flipping through the notebook. However, the large stone pot that had originally been on the desk was now gone.
Seeing Duan Rong jump up, Shang Xiangyu glanced at him and said lightly, "Awake?"
Duan Rong glanced outside the stone window, only to see a blanket of white mist rolling.
Inside Changling Mountain, there are nine dark days and one bright day, making it impossible to discern the change in the weather.
Duan Rong was unsure how long he had been unconscious.
Shang Xiangyu saw that Duan Rong did not respond and was not bothered. He closed the notebook, stood up, and said, "Come with me."
