When Zhao Jiangui wakes up, daylight is already s.h.i.+ning brightly.

He is lying on an extremely soft bed, body covered by the best quality silk.

He feels a splitting headache, can almost drink down an entire vat of water.

Outside the door someone is loudly shouting, it sounds like Xiao Lin's voice.

"Jiaozhu, Hufa and the sect's elders are inside the official meeting hall and have been waiting for a long time, are you awake?"

Zhao Jiangui is momentarily somewhat at a loss.

...Jiaozhu?

He turns his head, catches sight of the expressionless face of Ji Han.

Zhao Jiangui, "..."

Ji Han, "..."