On Sword Intention

I don't know how long it took, but Hong Wuya woke up dizzy. He found that he was already in the room and looked at the bed. At this time, Hong Ning was not awake yet. He shook his head, feeling a little swollen. There were a lot of things in his head that didn't belong to him. He couldn't tell what they were exactly. It seemed like a feeling, a belief, or some moves.