Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. On this island called Angel, Li Yifei has been living for half a month. Now, on the island, there is only the Saintess and him. Even those two female subordinates come only once every few days, arriving by helicopter to deliver fresh water, food, and other daily necessities.
Li Yifei sat on a deck chair, under a large sunshade umbrella, lying there limply, with sunglasses on, not knowing where his eyes were looking. He seemed very quiet today; more accurately, since waking up, he had been very quiet. Now, Li Yifei could only speak with his mouth, as his whole body was mostly immobile.
To be more precise, Li Yifei was paralyzed all over. His bones were fine, his spine was not injured either. It might have been hurt before, but it had healed long ago. Yet, Li Yifei still couldn't move now.
His muscles seemed like they didn't obey commands, which made Li Yifei feel somewhat dispirited, but it didn't affect his mood.
