"Ah Zhan, wake up quickly!"
Xia Youwei's anxious voice became increasingly clear.
Besides her voice, Shang Siteng and Li Lingzhen's voices also echoed in his ears.
Han Zhan felt as if his soul was returning to his body and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Han Zhan wake up, the three of them all breathed a sigh of relief.
"We can't undergo such high-intensity training like yesterday anymore."
"The cosplay costumes must be locked away, Lingzhen, you can't exploit Ah Zhan for inspiration like this anymore, look at his condition."
"I've recently been researching herbal medicines for treating kidney deficiency, otherwise..."
"Everyone hold on a moment!"
Han Zhan stopped their divergent discussions, first wiping away the cold sweat from his forehead, then closed his eyes to sense his surroundings.
After a while, when Han Zhan finished adjusting his breath, he reopened his eyes and gravely said, "Earlier this morning, I was dragged into a dream."
