Chapter 962 - Unexpected

A long time later, Aiden stirred awake.

Gradually, his five senses started recovering.

The first thing Aiden smelled was the faint, yet familiar scent of books and ink. It was old, emitted from ancient books that had been kept for a long time, but it smelled good.

Thereafter, his vision gradually cleared up.

His surroundings were dark and countless dust specks floated before him. Struggling to sit up, Aiden found that two wooden slabs were attached to his right wrist, stabilizing his wounds.

His muscles were still sore and painful.

"Am I not dead?"

Aiden looked around.

A series of wooden bookshelves stood all around and each of them was filled with many ancient books.

Most of them were filled with dust and should not have been used for a long time.

On the surface, this looked like an old study that was extremely spacious – there were at least a few thousand ancient books here!