In the magnificent golden palace, An Xiaotong, lying on the bed, let out a soft groan.
Her long lashes trembled lightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
In an instant, two dazzling beams burst from the depths of her Golden Eyes, blazing with radiance as though they contained a scorching sun.
The brilliant glow lasted only a moment before quietly fading away, her eyes returning to their original gentle light-brown color.
"My power..." An Xiaotong raised her hand from the bed, staring at it as she slowly clenched her fist.
A vast, surging power flowed through her body. It was the power of the Thought Eye!
She had grown stronger.
Not only that, but even the injuries she had suffered from the Abyss's corrosion and her battle with Ten Hands had completely healed.
The recovery of her injuries and the increase in her strength made her stretch lazily in comfort, her graceful curves extending like those of an indolent little cat.
Wait!
An Xiaotong jolted in alarm. Where were her clothes??
She blankly looked at the arm she had just raised. Her fair, slender arm was exposed to the air, while the Starshine Time Series trench coat she had been wearing had vanished without a trace.
She hurriedly sat up, and the white blanket slipped down from in front of her, exposing her smooth, rounded shoulders without any cover, her skin lustrous and delicate.
Only then did An Xiaotong realize that she was wearing nothing but a simple, elegant set of black underwear.
Her pretty face suddenly flushed, and she spat lightly. "That bastard Little White!"
"Speaking ill of someone behind his back isn't very ladylike."
Hearing that familiar voice after ten years apart, An Xiaotong could not help but tremble slightly. She lifted her head and looked toward the