Just as the winds rose and the clouds surged.
In that unknowable world.
Xue An slowly opened his eyes.
Then, he felt somewhat dizzy, and his muscles were aching all over.
Was it the aftermath of traveling through time and space?
Xue An was feeling astonished when he heard a sweet, excited female voice.
"Young Master, you're awake!"
Young Master?
Why did that title sound so strange?
Xue An lifted his head, and a girl of no more than fourteen or fifteen entered his field of vision.
At that moment, the girl was standing gracefully in front of the bed, smiling radiantly at him.
Although the light in the room was dim,
Xue An could still clearly see the girl's appearance.
He saw her skin was fair and smooth, her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and she was wearing a simple ancient dress, with a slightly amusing bun on her head.
Wait a minute!
Ancient dress?
Xue An's mind stirred, he looked around the room.