C102 Invisible Hand

Liu Xu's eyes fluttered open, roused by a scent as sweet as honey.

Just moments before, he had been in a grimy sewer, locked in debate with a foreign monk. Now, in the blink of an eye, he found himself in a soothing abode.

The air carried a delicate fragrance, warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the damp, oppressive atmosphere of the underground.

Lying on a plush mattress