Qi Lianyu never thought that he would wake up again.
You have clearly completed the sacrifice with your life and used your remaining ninety years to pray for the emperor's health. How come you still have the chance to open your eyes again? There was a hard wooden bed under him, and the style of the house that came into view was also unfamiliar, very simple, and very weird. There is not a trace of prayer power in his body, and he is so weak that it is difficult to even sit up. He had a vague premonition, but he couldn't be sure.
Squeak——
The door opened, and he turned his head with difficulty to see a man who looked to be in his fifties. He had a strange appearance, with a slightly protruding chin, wide cheekbones, a flat face, and a slightly curved nose. Even though he was wearing a pair of square black-rimmed crystal glasses, he couldn't hide the philistine atmosphere on his face. But none of these surprised him as much as the strange clothing on the man. It was a style of clothing that he had never seen before even with his extensive knowledge.
When the man saw him, he smiled with a smile that couldn't be concealed, and then he opened his mouth and said something.
Qi Lianyu knew that the man was talking, but those words were just a string of meaningless characters in his ears. He couldn't understand what the man wanted to express at all, so he could only look at the man with a blank expression. The man understood what he meant, stopped talking, looked distressed, and finally sighed.