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"Ha!" Wen Shiyun scratched his butt, yawned, and felt that the sky was a bit reddish, like an evening glow, "Strange, wasn't it a nap? Is it already evening?"
He thought groggily.
Wen Shiyun was jolted awake, threw off the blanket, and sat up.
Slacking for a moment feels great, but if you neglect your training, you'll have to make it up later, and he didn't even enjoy it—didn't feel the relaxation of a whole afternoon's sleep at all.
"This is bad, very bad!"
In a hurry, he jumped out of bed, put on shorts, opened the window for ventilation, and was about to head out when he stopped, slowly turned his head.
The sky was permeated with a red glow, not unusual.
He overslept—that's evening glow, right?
But…
Wen Shiyun swallowed, cautiously stepped back, didn't dare to get too close to the window, stood on tiptoe, craned his neck, tried to look down, and an enormous fear enveloped him, clutching his heart, halting his breath.
Blood… Blood River!
