"What a relief!"
Dugu Bo let out a long breath, slowly rose to his feet, and stretched his stiff body.
His movements were still somewhat sluggish, and his joints gave a few faint cracks as he straightened his back.
Sweat had soaked his entire body, and a thin crust of salt covered his grayish-white skin, leaving him looking utterly bedraggled.
Yet he was far more spirited than when he had arrived. His jade-green eyes had regained their luster, no longer as dull and lifeless as before.
Although he was drenched in sweat and looked a complete mess, the ease he felt inside his body was very real.
"What a relief! Such a relief!"
Dugu Bo repeated himself, a rare note of exhilaration in his voice.
"In all these years, this is the first time I've ever felt so light!"
His voice was hoarse, but it carried a joy he could not suppress.
Dai Mobai did not answer. He merely beckoned toward the door.
An eunuch who had long since made preparations entered carrying fresh clothes. With light, swift steps, he presented a neatly folded set of dark green robes to Dugu Bo.
The robes were made from a fine blend of ice silkworm silk, cool to the touch.
Keeping his head lowered and his gaze from wandering, the eunuch helped Dugu Bo dress, his movements deft and respectful.
"By the way, you had best avoid using your martial soul for the next few days."
Dai Mobai offered the reminder.
"Understood."
Dugu Bo nodded and walked out of the side hall.
His steps were a little slower than when he had arrived, but his back remained straight.
His fresh robes hung somewhat loosely on him, making his already gaunt frame appear even thinner, yet there was not the slightest stoop to