Awakening!
"Ugh..."
Mu Yang opened his heavy eyelids, and the sensation of weakness emanating from his body seemed to pierce through his bones. Even with a slight movement of his fingers, an uncomfortable soreness instantly spread throughout his body.
"Ugh..."
At the same time, lying on Mu Yang's bedside, a somewhat delicate figure stretched and yawned. Opening her sleepy eyes, she looked at Mu Yang, and her expression instantly turned from drowsiness to joy. She exclaimed, "Mu Yang, you're awake!"
"How many days have I been unconscious?"
Mu Yang struggled to sit up. The excessive use of soul power made his scalp feel heavy, and a constant throbbing pain persisted.
"Three days and three nights in total," Mu Xue replied.
"How's Dad doing?"
Mu Yang patted his head, asking.
"Dad has recovered, and his strength has returned..."
"Yang’er, you're awake?"