The next morning, Chen Jian was awakened by someone, Zeng Yi.
When he opened his eyes, sunlight was already streaming in through the church window.
The others were already dressed in full gear, ready to go, while Li Shi and Xie Liu were both sprawled on the bed, sleeping as if in a coma.
Chen Jian sat up, noticing the bluish tinge of exhaustion on Zeng Yi's face across from him. He quickly said:
"We'll take over; you should get some rest."
Zeng Yi shook his head and replied:
"I'm afraid I can't rest."
"People from the Holy Blood Temple have arrived."
"So soon?"
Chen Jian stood up in surprise, grabbing his gear as he asked:
"Who are they? Where did they come from?"
"They came from Han Shui City, one of them is a Blood Source named Zhou Qin, Zhou Yan's deputy."
"I don't recognize the other, but judging by the marks on his bloodied clothes, he's also a Blood Source."
"The strength of these two is quite formidable, likely more than twice my combat power."
