But there was no sign of that crow in the surveillance footage, and the miniature bird tracker he had installed last time in Wu Garden wasn’t making any noises either.
What exactly was going on?
Could it be... that the person who saved Ais last time—the Sect Leader of the Baiming Sect—had come in person?
Qing Yi frowned, feeling worried.
If things were as he suspected, would the Third Young Master wake up at all?
Qing Yi put away the tablet and looked at the drunkard, repeating White’s question, "When will the Third Young Master wake up?"
The drunkard pursed his lips, somewhat helpless. Why ask again?
"If he doesn’t wake up within half an hour, I’ll quit drinking, okay?"
Hearing the drunkard say this, Qing Yi felt reassured.
Maybe he was overthinking, too suspicious.
Wen Xiao’ai sat on the bed, staring unblinkingly at Jun Moyan, who was still unconscious.
She felt so aggrieved and scared that she wanted to cry but held back the tears.
The three of them and a cat sat quietly together, and true to the drunkard’s word, the Third Young Master indeed woke up within half an hour.
Seeing Jun Moyan open his eyes, Wen Xiao’ai immediately rushed over and hugged his neck, rubbing against it ceaselessly.
Whimpering... Jun Moyan, you scared me to death, I thought I had angered you to death.
If you had died, what would I do? Who would take care of me, bathe me, sleep with me, how would I go home~
Feeling something warm on his neck, Jun Moyan reached out and touched the little kitten at his throat.
This little thing, it started crying?
Wen Xiao’ai lifted her little head to look at him, sniffled her little nose, the picture of misery.
Seeing it , Jun Moyan felt a warmth in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
This little thing, it really wasn’t pampered for nothing.
Jun Moyan held Wen Xiao’ai and sat up, and other than his pale face, he didn’t appear to have any issues.
"Third Young Master, are you alright?" White asked anxiously.
Jun Moyan sat on the bed and moved his arms a bit, feeling somewhat strange.
"Really fine? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
White was somewhat incredulous. Newest update provıded by Nove1Fire.net
Having fainted, with a complexion that had turned so pale, how could he not be affected at all?
Jun Moyan himself was also puzzled—why had his heart started hurting so acutely, pain that made him think for a moment that he was going to die?
But now, not only was there no discomfort in his body, but he also felt more spirited than ever, filled with strength as if he had been reborn from the ashes.
What was really going on?
"Third Young Master, what happened? Why did you suddenly faint?" Qing Yi asked.
Hearing Qing Yi’s question, Jun Moyan’s gaze flickered slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly tore open his shirt with a single motion.
Buttons flew off as half his chest was revealed, and something new could be seen on his heart.
White, Qing Yi, and the drunkard were all surprised and puzzled when they saw it.
After a moment of silence, White curiously pointed to the thing on his chest and asked.
"Third Young Master, since when did you get a tattoo?"
Jun Moyan looked down at his heart, where the tattoo of a fierce creature with green face and ferocious teeth, exuding a dark aura and resembling the Ancient Fierce Beasts recorded in old texts, left him with nothing but shock.
How could this thing be on his body?
Did it appear out of nowhere?
Was his sudden chest pain, even fainting, also because of this?