When Yang Xiao woke up and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Xiao Qingliu's beautiful smiling face.
"You're awake?"
"What happened to me?"
"You had a duel with Guo Jianglong, you were badly injured and passed out. I already fed you some Healing Elixir, and Xing Zhe also checked your injuries. Basically there's no big problem—rest for a few days and you'll fully recover."
"Oh. Where's Guo Jianglong?"
"You already killed him. Don't tell me you forgot?"
Yang Xiao thought back a little, nodded, and tried to sit up from the bed. The moment he exerted some strength, he felt pain all over his body.
Xiao Qingliu's jade-like hand gently pressed down on the quilt over Yang Xiao's chest, and she said softly:
"Don't move, just lie there. You've been unconscious for four hours, with over thirty wounds all over your body. They're slowly healing, so lie still and focus on recovering."
Yang Xiao could only sigh and said apologetically:
"You've had it hard. Go get some rest."
