Although it had been almost a month of peace, the mental pain from the after effects had not completely subsided yet.

Huang Jiahui’s sleep was interrupted by Luo Yuan, who had just walked into their bedroom. She opened her tired eyes and quickly checked the time on her phone. It was almost midnight. Huang Jiahui refrained from complaining. "Why are you back this late? Dinner is on the table, I will warm it up for you," she said as she hustled to get out of bed.

"There’s no need for dinner now. Please go back to sleep. We have to wake up early tomorrow," Luo Yuan said.

"You interrupted my sleep. I can’t fall asleep right now." Huang Jia Hui sat up at the corner of the bed, revealing the smooth, soft skin of her shoulder. Wearing just her undergarments, she stood up and pulled out a long jacket. Suddenly, she noticed a shining object on the corner of the wall and said, "How beautiful! What is this thing you brought back?"

"It’s a rare mutated bird’s feather. Wasn’t I luck