Next day, early morning.
Zhao Douan lay on his back, lazily opening his eyes. His right hand habitually reached to the side, confirming the emptiness next to him, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.
"When will this hard life come to an end..."
With a sudden force, Zhao Douan sat up in a fish-like leap. His long hair, resembling that of a handsome man in ancient attire, hung in disorder. He reached out and forcefully tore open the window curtain, letting the sunlight pour in, causing him to squint his eyes.
"Still, although I often sleep alone, my own bed is always the most comfortable..."
Sighing with emotion, Zhao Douan rubbed his hair, relieved to find that the languid state caused by visualizing the 'Human World' last night had dissipated.
"Even though I have the Green Lotus to replenish my spirit, forcefully visualizing the 'Human World' across realms clearly exerts pressure on me, and the time I can stay in that world is greatly limited...
