"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" A person in the darkness grew impatient and turned to ask a man who only reached his shoulder, who was none other than Lan Xing, the most capable guard of the Eldest Princess. Lan Xing was tall and thin, perpetually distant and indifferent to strangers, but he was efficient and decisive in his actions. Now, he had even surpassed the Hidden Guard in status within the Princess Mansion. The only regret was that his face could only be described as passable.
Therefore, as Lan Xing gazed at the youth lying on the bed with eyes tightly closed yet still incapable of hiding his handsome features, he was unsure how to interpret the intent of Zheng Tianxin.
"I should be asking you!" The man in black spoke with an unfriendly tone, moving forward to take a closer look, "Is this the person you mentioned? So unreliable, how could he possibly be the one we're looking for."