"Where am I?"
When Hu Yang woke up, he found himself lying on a bed. The surroundings were rather luxurious, and a delicate fragrance lingered in the air.
His gaze swept across the room, and he inadvertently spotted a pale yellow undergarment hanging over a screen. He shuddered.
Clearly, he was in a woman's bedchamber. Hu Yang tried to rise, only to find his entire body wracked with pain. He could not even sit up.
Just then, the door creaked open and a woman walked in.
"You're awake!"
Hearing her voice, Hu Yang looked over.
He saw a woman in a light blue long dress patterned with plum blossoms smiling at him.
"You're finally awake. You were unconscious for three days and three nights. If not for Miss..." the woman murmured.
"Miss?" Hu Yang asked in confusion.
The woman stepped forward and reached out to remove Hu Yang's clothes. He flinched.
"Y-you... what are you doing? Hiss..." Hu Yang recoiled, pulling at his wounds and making him grimace in pain.
"See? You pulled on your wounds, didn't you?" The woman covered her mouth and laughed.
"Don't move. I'm changing your medicine."
Once he realized she was merely changing his bandages, Hu Yang's face flushed scarlet. The treatment took half an hour, and he stayed red for the entire half hour.
That was how an inexperienced young boy was, and it kept the woman smiling.
"Done. By the way, what exactly did you do? How did you end up so severely injured? If an ordinary person had been hurt like you, he would have been buried long ago," the woman murmured.
Hu Yang gave an awkward smile. He suddenly recalled entering the center of the Secret Realm storm.
After painfully making it through the final ten meters, he had collapsed, covered