Under the window was a kang (a traditional Chinese heated bed), and the bedding on it hadn't been washed in ages. It was lumpy and had a strange smell.,Du Fei came to life, his neck stiff, and he stood up to the cupboard.,In the center of the space, a fist-sized white ball was floating. It's purpose remained unknown for now, only swaying slightly when the teapot entered, and then it went still again.。