Accumulating a month's clutter of information was too much; Xia Feng didn't respond at once, only growing more befuddled.
Dizzy and seeing stars.
It felt as if his head was being squeezed between four large spheres that occasionally shook, making it hard for him to breathe and causing his head to throb.
However, in the next moment, as the weight lifted from his body, Xia Feng recovered slightly from his bewildered darkness and saw the light.
"I've woken up."
A gentle voice sounded, as a woman in a black dress overlooked him with indifferent golden eyes, silver strands falling across her cheeks.
Still seeing double, Xia Feng shook his head, "How long was I unconscious?"
"Master, you were unconscious for 30 days," a seductive yet indifferent voice whispered beside his ear.
Xia Feng was startled, looked up, and met a pair of drooping, captivating fox-like eyes.
He then realized he was practically choked by his pillow, hence the cramped feeling.
