Yang Ge woke in a daze. He stared blankly at the rafters for a long time before his muddled brain finally began to recall what had happened before he lost consciousness, like an old computer slowly rebooting after a crash.
He had no idea what had happened after he passed out.
But since he was still alive and lying in a warm, soft bed, it meant he had weathered that ordeal...
Two Return to the True masters and more than twenty Qi Sea fighters... very good!
Turning this over in his mind, he slowly sat up and called hoarsely, "Someone!"
"Creak."
An Embroidered-Clad Strongman pushed the door open and hurried inside. Seeing Yang Ge sitting up, he exclaimed delightedly, "Sir, you're awake!"
Yang Ge smacked his cracked lips and held out a hand. "Pour me a bowl of water."
The Embroidered-Clad Strongman answered, picked up the teapot from the table with one hand and a teacup with the other, then brought them over to Yang Ge.
Yang Ge pushed the cup aside and took the teapot straight from his hand. After feeling its temperature, he put the spout to his lips and gulped it down.
With a pot of warm tea in his stomach, he finally felt alive again.
"How long was I asleep? What's the situation?"
Yang Ge handed the teapot back to the Embroidered-Clad Strongman, asking casually as he checked his condition.
The Embroidered-Clad Strongman answered, "Sir, you rested for a full day and night. The day before yesterday, after you... fell asleep, we drove off the masked assassins. Lord Qin is now leading the men of the Third Company and Fourth Company in a citywide hunt for the assassins who attacked the Prefectural Yamen... Oh, and Lord Fang is back. He was still watching over you an