C218 Poor Little Fella

A pair of gentle hands gently covered his chest. The light weaved in the darkness as Lee Jiexuan gradually regained his vision. He could not help but mutter to himself, "Tsunade, am I back?"

"Yes, you're back!"

"No, that's not right. "This voice, isn't it Little Tsunade?" Before Lee Jiexuan opened his eyes, it was indeed not Tsunade from the main world in front of him