Fu Jie feels a bit happy

In his own grave-like sleeping arrangement, Fu Jie fell asleep without worrying about anything and after a whole night of sleep, he woke up to the uncomfortable heat and the sweat that he was covered in. 

"Hmm..." He muttered as his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, "Maybe it wasn't the best idea." 

'Master, I already warned you.' 

Fu Jie yawned as he tried to sit up but the space between his body and the wood stacked on top of this place was so less that he couldn't even fold his legs properly. 

"Damn it," Fu Jie immediately cursed as he tapped around at the ceiling and tried to push it up. 

He had just woken up and hence he wasn't really able to remember what he had in mind when he created this thing. There was certainly a way to open the top but he wasn't able to recall it and hence, he just ended up randomly pushing it to remove it which soon proved to be a really bad idea.