"Where am I?" The man opened his eyes and saw a chandelier with glass pendants hanging right before him. The pendants gently clinked together, emitting a crisp sound that refracted the light into his eyes, making him instinctively want to raise his hand to shield them, only to find that he couldn't lift his arm at all.
His whole body ached as if he had been badly beaten. He was wrapped tightly in bandages applied with rather poor skill, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
Genji Zhisheng groped his way up and gave two hard coughs, a mouthful of stagnant blood landing on the bedsheet. That cleared things up; his recovery ability had always been exceptional, so he was already out of danger.
Chapter 270