The Southern Border King's mouth slightly agape, disbelief in his eyes.
He stared blankly at Ye Ling and said, "What you mean to say, Northern Liao King, is that I have lain here for three years!"
Ye Ling nodded slightly, smiling as he spoke, "Three years ago, after you, the Southern Border King, returned with serious injuries, you declared to the outside world that you would enter seclusion to break through to the realm of a War King."
"And for the next three years, you vanished from the public eye. Could it be, Southern Border King, that you have no concept of how long you've been unconscious?"
Upon hearing this, the Southern Border King's complexion grew increasingly unsightly.
After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I have been groggy the whole time, thinking I had only been unconscious for a while, at most no more than ten days."
"Yet, to think that upon awakening, three years have already passed..."