"It seems like I've finally pulled through."
Chu Feng rubbed his still somewhat swollen head and let out a bitter laugh.
He understood clearly that he had returned to reality. The torment of the backlash should have passed.
Seeing that Chu Feng was fine, Li Yue'er deactivated the healing formation she had set up for him. She said nothing, but Chu Feng noticed the change in her expression.
Earlier, when she looked at him, there had been a clear trace of worry in her eyes. But now, that worry had faded.
Although Li Yue'er appeared perfectly composed at this moment, it was obvious that before Chu Feng woke up, she had been quite concerned about his condition.
"So this girl isn't as cold-hearted as she seems, huh? Chu Feng, why don't you just seal the deal and make her yours? I think she's quite the catch," Egg said with a sly grin.
"Ahem... Do I really seem like the type to go after every pretty girl I see? I'm a very devoted man," Chu Feng said.
"Devoted? Pfft." Her Majesty rolled her eyes so hard it was almost theatrical, the disdain practically radiating off her.
"Uh..." In truth, the moment those words left his mouth, Chu Feng felt his own face flush red.
If he were truly devoted, he wouldn't have Zi Ling, Su Rou, and Su Mei as his lovers. But in Chu Feng's view, while he wasn't exactly devoted, neither was he a womanizer.
When he fell for someone, it was never simply because of their beauty. It was more about the feeling they gave him when they were together.
And that kind of feeling was hard to define, impossible to control. What was meant to come could not be stopped, and what was not meant to be could not be forced.
"Are you alright?" Seeing that Chu Feng had woken up but remained silent, Li Yue'er finally lost her patience and spoke up.
"I'm fine," Chu Feng answered quickly. After all, Li Yue'er knew nothing of his conversation with Egg.
"You're fine? Then why are you blushing?" Li Yue'er asked.
"Your room is just too warm," Chu Feng said awkwardly.
He naturally wasn't going to tell Li Yue'er that he had been blushing from a conversation with his world spirit about whether or not he was a devoted man.
Hearing this, Li Yue'er's brows furrowed slightly as she glanced around the room.
Warm?
To help Chu Feng recover, she had carefully arranged this room. The temperature here was so cold that even martial cultivators would feel it. Warm was the last word anyone would use to describe it.
She knew full well that Chu Feng was lying, but Li Yue'er didn't press further. She had never been the overly curious type.
"Looks like you've recovered," Li Yue'er said.
"Yeah, I think I've pulled through." Chu Feng stood up and stretched his limbs. "By the way, how long was I unconscious?"
"One month and three days," Li Yue'er answered.
"That long?" Chu Feng's expression shifted immediately. The ease on his face vanished, replaced by a deep look of worry. "I wonder... how are Zhao Hong and Senior Ying doing?"
"All I know is that they returned to Hero City once but left shortly after. I don't know where they are now."
"However, the Soul Infant Sect's Master has been busy within the Soul Infant Sect lately. He hasn't been actively searching for Ying Mingchao and the others, so either they're beneath his attention, or he has more important matters on his plate."
"Either way, I believe your friends should all be safe for the time being," Li Yue'er said.
"Thank you." Chu Feng said thank you because the speed at which Li Yue'er had relayed all this information made it obvious she had gone out of her way to look into it.
Whether those people lived or died had absolutely nothing to do with Li Yue'er. She had specifically made inquiries about their situation purely so she could pass the news along to Chu Feng.