章 342: Chapter 282: Into the Dream_1

"Could I sleep a while?" Little Drilling Wind curled up on the bed, now that the excitement of surviving had passed, he began to seriously consider his own abilities.

There's no such thing as always being lucky. If no one comes to my aid the next time, will I still be able to survive? Perhaps, I'd end up just like the corpse lying outside the door. Up to now, I've been saved by Cangyi on multiple occasions. I remember him saying at the very beginning that there's no special treatment for newcomers, thus rescuing me was purely... an act of mutual assistance among the actors.

Little Drilling Wind glanced at Qian Cangyi, unsure of how to express his gratitude.

Should I thank him out loud? He probably wouldn't care much. If I had performed slightly better yesterday afternoon, then perhaps I could have avoided the present awkwardness. It's only natural for a master to save his disciple.