Chaos.
Clarity.
"Are you awake?"
A slightly cold voice came through, and Qi Yuan's consciousness gradually cleared.
He opened his eyes, wanting to see the world clearly.
Unfortunately, what met his eyes was neither the world nor the void and nothingness, but a mix of black and red.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
Just awakened, Qi Yuan's consciousness was still somewhat chaotic.
"Two months."
"That long?" Qi Yuan was somewhat surprised.
Indeed, he was not suited for face-to-face meetings.
This time, others encountered no issues during the meeting, but he did.
"I saved you using my blood, and... you broke my swing," the Blind Girl said.
"Thank you!" Qi Yuan sincerely thanked her.
If he weren't still pretending to be a blind Artificer now, he would definitely say,
"Thank you so much, I'll reserve a spot for you in the Netherworld."
But for now, he had to be reclusive.
"You owe me," the Blind Girl stated emotionlessly.
"Owe!" Qi Yuan responded.