The next morning, the man slowly woke up.

Before he had even opened his eyes, the events of the previous night had appeared in his mind like a dream.

Qing Lin actually …

He didn't want to believe it, but …

Everything was real.

Contrary to his imagination, the gentle and considerate Qing Lin …

How could this be …

What was even more unacceptable to him was that Qing Lin just abandoned him like that, not caring about him at all, as if his life and death had nothing to do with him at all.

The tragic man had tragically discovered that he was still suffering from a slight fever.

Qing Lin this guy, wasn't he so mad that he would die …

The cold bath made him more energetic, and he seemed to have recovered all of his strength. Pulling up the bed, Chu Hee threw all of them into the bathroom, waiting for his body to recover before taking care of them. It was best to not let anyone find out about this.

After making sure that there were no more traces on the bed, the man found a Robe and wore it, then directly went to find Master Priest. He did not know where Qing Lin's room was, and the only person he could ask was Master Priest.