Those were Chaoge's and Feng Xun's voices!
Something stirred in Feng Wu's muddled mind.
The Fallen Star Sword, Master Rong Yang, Chief Qiao, the Dragon's Gate, the broken star piece…
As they came back to her one after another, Feng Wu bolted up from the bed, and there was a crash.
In her haste, Feng Wu had knocked a teacup off the bedside table.
The noise immediately alarmed the two people outside.
Chaoge and Feng Xun rushed into the room.
Before they reached her, Feng Wu had already rushed over to them in a frantic state. She grabbed Feng Xun by the collar and yelled, "How long have I been out for?!"
"Xiao Wu, are you alright?" Feng Xun had never seen Feng Wu so agitated.
"Just tell me! How long? I need an answer!" Feng Wu was almost in tears.
She was so anxious.
