"Chen Yang, wake up... Chen Yang, wake up!"
"Kong Yue, let me. A slap will wake him up. This isn't the time to worry about that..."
Chen Miao instinctively reached out and stopped the hand before it could strike his face.
"Chen Yang, you're awake!"
Chen Miao opened his eyes to see Kong Tian, whose hand he was holding.
Seeing the delighted smile on Kong Tian's face and the genuine joy in his thoughts, Chen Miao knew that he really was trying to help him.
Beside them, Kong Yue radiated concern as well.
"I'm awake. How long was I asleep?"
"Thirty-four breaths."
Kong Yue added, "I called to you at thirty breaths, but you didn't wake up."
Chen Miao sat up and asked, "Did I show any reactions while I was asleep?"
Kong Tian handed him the booklet.
"After Chen Yang fell asleep, Kong Yue released the Whispering Wind Shard from the Paper Offerings. The moment it appeared, the Whispering Wind Shard merged into the shadows, seemingly trying to escape. But it soon returned and burrowed straight into the crown of Chen Yang's head."
"At the fifth breath, Chen Yang's expression twitched, as though he was experiencing something."
"At the tenth breath, the corners of Chen Yang's mouth turned down, as though he was sad."
"At the fifteenth breath, Chen Yang's brows rose sharply, as though he was angry."
"At the twentieth breath, Chen Yang's brows knitted tightly, as though he was puzzled."
"At the twenty-fifth breath, Chen Yang's brows remained tightly knitted..."
"At the thirtieth breath, Chen Yang's brows remained tightly knitted... Kong Yue began trying to wake Chen Yang, but he did not wake."
"At the thirty-second breath, the Whispering Wind Shard emerged and was retrieved by Kong Yue."
Chen Miao handed the booklet back to Kong Tian,