The night is getting late.
Outside the window it rained again, hitting the dense canopy of banyan trees with a fine rustling sound.
The sound of this rain is calming.
In the duty quarters, Luo Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his phone and studying it.
The Eye of the Feathered Blade is rooted in the phone, something that is too bizarre and full of unknowns.
"Featherblade?" Luo Yang tried to call out.
Eyes tightly closed and unresponsive.
"It should be weak after the surgery, it said that it can wake up by nourishing it with spiritual energy, why don't we try it." Luo Yang probed the tai-chu medical finger and pressed it on the corner of the eye, then injected a trace of spiritual energy into it.
The eyelids fluttered gently, but did not wake up.
Luo Yang continued to inje
