Small Matter, Big Trouble

After trying three times, Lin Xuan finally gave up. His energy began to stabilize. The sun had set and the pure Yang aura dissipated. Lin Xuan turned from a sun into an incandescent lamp. Although he felt that he was very dim, it was still difficult for others to look at him.

"Hmm, what's going on?"

Lin Xuan stretched and inadvertently saw a large group of unconscious ordinary people behind him. There were also many people standing far away, afraid that they might disturb him and end up fainting because of the young lady.

When Lin Xuan woke up, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. After standing for an entire morning and basking in the sun for half a day, it was still fine for the young, but some of the older people could not take it any longer. However, it was all good now. Lin Xuan had woken up, and their bitter days were over.