At that moment, Chen Yi truly believed that the Tushan Clan had left a residual soul within the body of the imperial consort of An.
People always place their hopes in miracles, and Chen Yi was no exception.
Even though reason told him that the Tushan Clan had fully retreated to their sealed state within the underground palace, and unless it surfaced, she would never appear again.
Yet emotionally, Chen Yi couldn't help but hope. Perhaps, through some secret technique, the Tushan Clan might silently accompany him, unnoticed and unknown.
Perhaps she avoided detection by carefully leaving no sound, no trace whatsoever for him to discover.
But alas, fantasy was but fantasy. Only when it remains confined to imagination can it remain authentic. Once cast into reality, it becomes utterly false.
It was the imperial consort of An's words that snapped Chen Yi back to clarity.
