"Chu Qianyan, my master won't let you get away with this!!" Yu Xing cried out in agony, only to be kicked by Qianyan into the Soul Abyss. His terrified shout echoed, "No—"
Ye Huai Feng felt that his master had gone mad.
"I really like a master like this. If this dream could last a bit longer, that would be great," said the innocent voice of the junior sister, making Ye Huai Feng seriously doubt reality.
He reached his fingers to his wound, pressed hard, and let out a muffled groan from the pain, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Looking at the wound bleeding profusely, he was sure this wasn't a dream.
"The senior brother in the dream is a bit dumb," Xu Cai quickly stopped him. "Senior brother, what are you doing?" Seeing Ye Huai Feng's disbelieving look, she suddenly said, "Senior brother, could we be having the same dream?"
Ye Huai Feng ignored the wound, stood there with a stern face, thinking about something, not responding to Xu Cai.
It's not a dream, it's real!
