What met his eyes was a beautiful face, clear and refined without a trace of makeup. Beneath her surprise lay exhaustion she could not hide.
Ever since she had returned, Luo Chen had feigned unconsciousness while secretly observing her movements.
It was not that Luo Chen was overly cautious. His current condition simply left no room for carelessness.
Fortunately, she had behaved normally, and her actions as she cared for his food and drink were quite practiced. Luo Chen naturally sensed such obvious goodwill, which was why he took the initiative to wake up.
"Luo Chen?"
The woman in a thorn hairpin and cloth skirt murmured the name. Then, as if she had remembered something, she instinctively grabbed at her slightly revealing collar.
"You were already awake earlier?"
Luo Chen lay on the bed. After a pause through his nose, he replied, "Mm."
"Then doesn't that mean when I was bathing and changing earlier..." As she spoke, the woman's cheeks reddened, looking especially lovely beneath the flickering firelight.
But after carefully examining Luo Chen's state, she saw that his body had not moved at all from beginning to end. He should not have been able to see what had happened earlier, and she understood that she had overthought it.
"My name is Jing Lan. Jing as in thorns, Lan as in orchid."
"Mm."
Another simple response, as if he were saying that he already knew.
Jing Lan carefully studied the man's handsome, chiseled features and cautiously asked, "Are you from the Great Cataclysm Realm, or did you come from elsewhere?"
The Great Cataclysm Realm?
Luo Chen's expression did not change, but he was quite surprised inwardly.
Though Jing Lan received no answer, it was as if the guess in her heart had already been confirmed.
"You've only just awakened, and