After the Cold Palace Was Abandoned, He Relied on Eavesdropping to Counterattack

Pain. I woke up from the pain. The pain was not a bruise from a bump, but a soreness that seeped out from the seams in the bones, as if someone had pinned her down to the ground and kicked her repeatedly. I opened my eyes and saw a shabby bed tent, dusty and with traces of mice gnawing on the corners. The air was filled with a musty smell, mixed with an indescribable rancid smell, which almost took away my newly awakened soul.