The morning sun rays slowly fell through the window, slowly gracing a divine face of a boy with long golden hair.
He was sleeping peacefully and warmly, without a care in the world.
The room he was in was the most luxurious of the kind, with animal skins hung on the wall as mere decorations, and a simple but neat and spacious layout which gave it a hint of elegance.
Just at this moment, as the morning rays fell on his face, his brows twitched ever so slightly.
Chun Ma groggily opened his eyes to the unknown room in front of him, with confusion on his face:
"What is this place?"
He muttered with a tilt of his head. The memory of all that had happened to him resurfaced in his mind, and he took some time to gather his thoughts with a breath of cold air.
"That was a tiring night, wasn't it?"
