In the blink of an eye, more than ten hours had passed.
Qian slept straight through until after four in the afternoon the next day. When he opened his eyes again, the sun was already slanting west.
By rights, after sleeping for so long, he should have felt refreshed and clear-headed.
However, Qian only felt groggy, as if he had come down with a bad cold.
Struggling to get up, Qian sat at the head of the bed, gazed out the window, listened to the faint voices outside, and could not help rubbing his forehead.
Of course he was not sick. The reason he felt this way was entirely because, when he had slept last night, he had dreamed the whole night through, and his mind had not rested at all.
This was the first time this had happened to him. Qian did not know why he was dreaming, but as the saying went, what filled your mind by day appeared in your dreams by night.
So he began to think along those lines.
"Could it be the pressure brought by Obito Uchiha?"
The thought flashed through Qian's mind.
But very quickly, he rejected it.
For no other reason than that, with his current strength, although he could not be called invincible and there were still a few opponents in the entire Ninja World, Obito Uchiha at this stage was definitely not among them.
To him, the other party's actions were just something to watch for amusement. How could he possibly feel pressure from that?
As for anyone else, that was even more impossible.
So it was not an external cause.
In that case, Qian could only look for the reason in himself.
And sure enough, he quickly thought of one possibility: an imbalance between mind and body.
After his