A piercing gasp rang in her ears, and Xilin, snapping out of her daze, saw Ning Feng's open eyes.
The next second, with an astonishing speed that even Ning Feng's eyesight could barely catch, Xilin quickly put away the book in front of her.
Whoosh!
The book disappeared, leaving Ning Feng and Xi Lin staring at each other in bewilderment.
The atmosphere became slightly awkward.
With a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, Shirley coughed lightly, her expression returning to calm, and asked:
"...You saw it?"
What did you see?
Ning Feng wanted to ask, but a warning bell rang in his mind, telling him not to be curious at this moment.
If he still wants to live a little longer.
There's too much to cover here; asking too many questions won't do you any good.
Following his heart's choice, Ning Feng did not answer, but instead struggled to sit up.
“…Shirin?”
Still disoriented after regaining consciousness, Ning Feng hesitated for a few seconds, looked around, and weakly spoke:
"Where...where am I?"
The control over facial muscles, the frequency of breathing, and even the feeling of panic mixed with relief were all flawless.
Perhaps some people haven't noticed, but those who cause others to die in the process usually don't have a good ending.
After a careful examination, she found no flaws. Shirin slowly withdrew her gaze and looked down at the two hands that were still clasped together.
After silently casting several purification spells, Shirley controlled her expression and said as if nothing had happened:
"This is my room. Your injuries are basically under control. With more rest, you should recover soon."
She gently withdrew her hand and calmly stood up.
"Let's go, there must be a lot of people you want to see right now."
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