C652 Chain

Zhao Xiaoqi's drowsiness returned as he gazed out the window at the torrential rain. He yawned involuntarily, lay down, pulled the blanket over himself, and drifted off to sleep.

The spirit of the plover emerged from his chest and soared above his roof. Its call was powerful enough to travel thousands of miles, even more potent than before.

Yet, Zhao Xiaoqi slept soundly