"Ah?"
A startled Ye Chenfeng suddenly woke up, only to find himself in a luxurious room.
He was lying in bed, appearing to have been unconscious for several days.
A fresh scent wafted to his nose, making him feel comfortable.
"Where am I?"
Ye Chenfeng's head felt heavy, as if filled with lead.
Though in an unfamiliar environment, Ye Chenfeng quickly gathered his thoughts.
He wasn't dead, and the Spear of Destiny had been removed from his body; now he was just weak, but otherwise fine.
Was it that mysterious Japanese samurai who saved me?
The first thing Ye Chenfeng thought of was the mysterious samurai.
With the mysterious samurai's ability, helping Ye Chenfeng with the spear wound wasn't a difficult task.
At this moment, the room door opened, and a familiar figure walked in: Princess William.
"You're awake?"
Princess William asked with concern on her face, looking at Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng didn't answer her question, but asked instead, "Am I in your room?"
"Smart!"
