C192 Nangong Fei

Nangong Fan struggled to open his eyes, greeted by the sight of a simple, smooth ceiling devoid of any excess ornamentation, not even a chandelier in sight.

His body felt like it had fallen to pieces, his mouth parched. He wondered if anyone was nearby. Subconsciously, he murmured, "Thirsty... water."

A familiar face came into view, causing Nangong Fan to pause in surprise before exclaiming