C59 Reconstituted White Race

When Bai ZiAo woke up again, it was already a day later.

"Patriarch, you're awake?" A servant saw that Bai Zi had woken up, and hurriedly ran over.

Bai Ziteng looked around the room, it was his bedroom, and he was lying on the bed. He wanted to get up, but he found that his entire body was sore, especially his left shoulder. Helpless, Bai Ziao could only give up on that idea. At this time