With Master Lin Lin present, it seemed as if nightfall was especially slow to arrive.
Liang Zhouxian's hands and feet were burning hot at the moment. Thinking of the unknown creature from the evening, he not only wasn't afraid, but instead felt invigorated and battle-ready, almost impatiently waiting for it to appear.
He respectfully invited Master Lin Lin back to the hospital room where Ju Mengmeng was, almost counting down the hours until darkness fell.
Wang Dahai in the next bed seemed to be naturally intimidated by Liang Zhouxian's cold demeanor, not daring to say another word.
