C55 He Is Simply Unworthy of Being the Son of Heaven

The warm morning sun shone through the window into the room, dissipating some of the ambiguous atmosphere.

Yang Xuanyin was woken up by the sound of his clothes rubbing against each other. He subconsciously rubbed his aching head and only then did his eyelashes tremble, revealing his clear eyes.

However, when he saw the naked man beside him holding his clothes, he couldn't help but exclaim