The Ghost Fire hovered quietly in the air, showing no intention of leaving.
Qian Cangyi adjusted his breath, trying to approximate his state to that of sleep.
Theoretically, the best thing to do right now would be to fall asleep.
However, it's not always the case that one can fall asleep just by wanting to, otherwise there wouldn't be so many insomniacs in real life.
Let alone now, when he was facing Bull-head.
A ghost messenger that could effortlessly seize a human's soul.
A single carelessness, and he would lose his life. Could anyone comfortably fall asleep knowing their life was in danger?
Qian Cangyi knew he wouldn't be able to sleep right away, so he chose a more feasibly alternative.
Feign sleep!
Actually, Qian Cangyi knew that a crucial reason for his inability to sleep was that he was unwilling to bet his survival on something he couldn't control.
Unless there was a definite rule or a compelling external force, he always wanted to stay awake.