Slap! Slap!
âHey. Hey, snap out of it.â
I grabbed Gubongâs limp body and slapped his cheeks. It felt like I had hit him at least ten times already, but he still wasnât moving.
âDamn it, this is so annoying.â
Maybe I went a little overboard? His condition wasnât great, to say the least.
Luckily, his breathing was shallow but steady, and his heart was still beating. At least he wasnât dead.
Moreover, his body was regenerating.
Even though his face was a mess, at this rate, it wouldnât take long for him to recover.
The real problem wasâ¦
âHey, get up already.â
The guy wasnât regaining consciousness.
âYou were acting all high and mighty earlier, so why canât you wake up now?â
Slap!
I slapped his cheek again, but he stayed as still as ever.
âDamn it⦠Normally, this would wake someone up.â
What should I do? Should I try infusing energy into him to wake him up?
âThatâs a bit risky.â
Ordinarily, that would be the simplest method, but not now. In his current battered state, it could mess up his energy flow and cause more harm than good.
Which meant I had no choice but to wait for him to wake up naturally.
âAnd if someone sees this, itâs gonna be a real pain to explainâ¦â
âWhat are you doing?â
ââ¦â
I turned my head, still holding Gubong by the collar. Shin Noya was standing beside me, staring down at me with a cold gaze.
ââ¦Sigh.â
The heavy sigh he let out made me gulp awkwardly.
*******
We moved to a room.
Sitting calmly at the desk, I caught the faint, sweet scent from earlierâthe same fragrance as the plum tea I had tasted just a while ago.
Sure enough, a cup of tea was placed in front of me. Shin Noya had brought it.