My hand... it feels numb.
The first sensation Ren Suo felt upon waking was that his right hand no longer seemed to belong to him.
He looked down and saw Qiao Muyi resting her head on his arm.
She was raising her head, her eyelashes quivering ever so slightly, staring intently at Ren Suo. He couldn't tell if she had just woken up.
After staring at each other for a minute, Ren Suo finally said, "You're on my hand."
Qiao Muyi replied in a languid voice, "You're on my hair, too."
After washing up, Ren Suo went to the front desk to ask the attendant to deliver breakfast to their room. There, he saw a Black Armored Warrior and another person at the front desk, chatting with the receptionist.
Ren Suo kept his composure, suppressed his Qi Cyclone, and as he walked by, he overheard them discussing whether any strange guests had been seen in the inn these past two days.
