Qian Renyue had been unconscious for seven days before she finally stirred awake. Throughout those seven days, Guang Ling had stayed by her side, never leaving her for a moment.
During that time, he often heard Qian Renyue talking in her dreams. As a Titled Douluo, his senses ranked among the keenest. Even when her voice was faint, he could clearly hear her murmured words, especially since he was constantly watching the girl lying in bed.
It was also during this time that he seemed to have thought something through...
"Grandpa... Guang Ling?"
The moment Qian Renyue opened her eyes, she saw Guang Ling beside her, his aura withdrawn. She blinked, her voice a little weak.
Over those seven days, she had had a very long dream. Most of the people in it were strangers, but she was certain that the dream contained details about this body's origins. She needed to investigate who she truly was, and why that fellow Tang Hao carried the same aura as her.
"Yue'er, how are you feeling?" Seeing Qian Renyue finally awake, Guang Ling could at last set his anxious heart at ease. He reached out to stroke her cheek, gently rubbing the pad of his thumb over the face that had worried him day and night. Qian Renyue saw several complicated emotions in his eyes. She gazed at him; she had never seen so many emotions flicker across the face of the man who usually loved joking and horsing around.
Her eyes shifted, and Qian Renyue shook her head. "I'm all right now."
"As long as you're all right," Guang Ling replied, withdrawing his hand without saying anything more.
Over those seven days, the personnel dispatched directly by the Worship Hall had caused quite a stir. Even Bibi Dong, in the Papal Hall,