Ten days later.
A fierce wind swept across the land, a carriage scuttling like an ant across the vast desert.
The sky filled with sand and dust obscured the rising sun, plunging the world into chaos, while on the distant horizon, a massive sandstorm roared towards them.
Once again, Xu Yuan opened his eyes amidst a coma, half of his view filled with the familiar carriage ceiling and the other half a round arc of bright red.
The weakness of his body led to the haziness of his consciousness, and it took him a while to regain his senses as he stared blankly upward.
He should now be resting his head on Su Jinxuan's legs, given that among the four ladies, only the Big Charm Demon would have such a scale.
This wasn't his first time waking up.
During these ten days, he had woken up intermittently seven or eight times, but he would fall back into a coma as soon as he awoke.
This was the first time he had fully come to.
