A beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Ye Yun's mind.
One hundred thousand years ago.
As the top expert of the Cangnan Continent's Eternal Realm, Ye Yun was an absolute tyrant.
Although he had been involved in many acts of injustice, he had many confidantes.
There were several reasons for his popularity with women. First, Ye Yun was handsome. Second, his strength was immense; if gentleness didn't work, he resorted to force. Third, Ye Yun was generous and righteous, so many young women enjoyed his company.
The words on the stele in front of him resembled the style of one of his confidantes.
But only half of it was like hers.
At most, it's just similar. After all, it's been one hundred thousand years; they're all long gone…
Ye Yun sighed softly.
After signing in for one hundred thousand years, his spirit had collapsed several times in that mysterious and boring space, only to be forcefully cured by the System.
