There was nothing on the top floor of the Bai Family palace except that enormous crystal. The floor below, however, held a luxurious room so extravagant it could make even a billionaire cry despite a thousand years having passed. Though age had left it filthy and chaotic, its furnishings still made it easy to imagine just how immensely wealthy the Bai Family had once been.
In short, it was huge. Not only was the room huge, but the bed was huge too.
That lightning strike had hit Chu Han hard, especially causing severe internal bleeding. If not for the Peak Sixth Order physique keeping him alive, he would have been dead by now. His skin had completely peeled away in layers, the outermost layer charred black; a touch would scrape off something like burned ash.
So for the past few days, Chu Han had lain on that enormous bed, enjoying the bed reserved for the Bai Family Head, while Bai Yun'er, the Bai Family's direct-line eldest daughter, carefully tended to his injuries.
Wang Cai stayed at his side without taking a single step away. Whenever Chu Han woke up, it would launch into full-on nagging mode, like an old nanny. And because Chu Han's injuries were too severe for him to get out of bed easily, Wang Cai only became more outrageous.
"Damn, you're something else, Chu Han. Do you know what happens when you show off? You get struck by lightning!" Seeing Chu Han open his eyes, Wang Cai began bombarding him again. "And you actually pushed Bai Yun'er while looking like a chunk of charcoal? Holy shit, did you know you looked like a lump of coal back then? Hahaha, this is killing me! I can laugh about this for a whole year!"
Chu Han's face darkened. "Why