"Crash!"

After a bowl of ice water was pouring on Kuang Shihan, he woke up slowly.

In front of him was not the western savages Kuang Shihan encountered before he sank into a coma, but a young man with a gentle and light robe and a beautiful appearance. The familiar feeling between his eyebrows and eyes made Kuang Shihan shocked and he blurted out, "Qiu Jinglan?"

Qiu Jinglan was not surprised that Kuang Shihan could recognize him. He said with a ...