"Young Master? Young Master?"
West Spirit Domain.
Sunlight streamed through the gauze-like curtains, casting mottled shadows across the room. Lin Yong, newly recovered from his severe injuries, suddenly snapped his eyes open. A trace of lingering confusion still clouded his gaze as he lay quietly on the soft bed, as though cut off from the world. The air was filled with a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs, lingering from the treatments used for his wounds. Opening his eyes, Lin Yong was greeted by a delicately patterned curtain. Collecting his wits, he instantly cast out his Spiritual Perception.
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