"Thank God, you're finally awake," Captain Lin said, looking at Chen Tianwen with a sigh of relief on his face.
"Sorry, I made you all worry," Chen Tianwen said with an apologetic smile, struggling to sit up from the bed.
His body appeared somewhat uncoordinated, moving very stiffly.
Next to him, An Ran quickly gave him a hand, "Why don't you rest a bit more? You look really shaky, not very stable."
"It has nothing to do with rest, my soul has been separated from my body for too long, and I'm not quite used to it. I just need to move around a little—oh, Captain Lin, you're here too."
Captain Lin's face showed a trace of annoyance, "You really do love getting into trouble, don't you? Who did you provoke this time?"
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't answer that, I don't actually know myself," Chen Tianwen replied.
"Are you sure?" Captain Lin clearly didn't believe him.