Chapter 139

After another long while, the mirror, clouded with a thick layer of steam, was wiped clear by a haphazard swipe. Inside the mirror appeared a man, bare-chested, his hair damp and still dripping with water. He seemed exhausted, bracing himself against the cold bathroom vanity as he gasped for air. His cheeks were flushed, his pupils dilated and unfocused. Shen Lingjun’s chest rose and fell violently. Beneath his thin skin, his heart hammered, each beat stronger than the last, as if it were trying to break free. The scorching heat of his breath mingled with the clammy steam clinging to his skin. Though he had already showered, Shen Lingjun felt none of the feverish heat dissipating; instead, his vision slowly began to blur.