After Dressing up as a Bully's Loyal Dog, I Became Famous Thanks to My Imagination

He blinked drowsily, and his vision changed from blurry to clear. What he saw was not the familiar ceiling of his rental house, but a dusty brick wall, with moldy garbage piled under the wall. A sour smell penetrated his nose, almost making him choke. Xi Yin Yiyan wanted to push himself up, but when he exerted his arms, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had been beaten up by more than a dozen people, especially his back, which made him grimace in pain at the slightest touch.