In the blink of an eye, a door appeared in front of her.
"Wake up?" She opened the folding fan in her hand and waved it at herself, intentionally or unintentionally. Her eyes were full of ridicule as she stared at the young man sitting up in front of her from the hospital bed.
"Mn." The black-haired youth stretched out his hand and pinched the person lying on the other side of him. "This fool might intend to sleep to his death." No matter how hard the black-haired youth tried to pinch his cheek, he did not even react.
"It seems that your plan didn't go as expected."
The black-haired youth raised his other hand. "Last time, I had a connection with that child. Just that brief moment of clarity of my mind was enough to make me uneasy."
Suddenly, a black flame ignited on his hand, and the
