An abandoned palace.
It was in ruins.
Dust and cobwebs covered every corner.
"Why is this palace so strange?" Roland asked.
A Tai said softly, "This isn't the style of your Pompeii City. It looks more like an ancient imperial palace of Great Xia."
I said nothing as I pondered a question.
Was this an illusion, or had we been transported to another time and space?
A Tai moved closer to me. "It's not an illusion."
I looked at him, not knowing why he was so certain.
He coughed. "The Ancient Shu people can see through illusions at a glance. No illusion can fool our eyes."
I nodded faintly. I truly hadn't known that the Ancient Shu people possessed such a talent.
A Tai said, "This is a time-space replay."
I frowned, not quite understanding what he meant by a time-space replay.
Roland's eyes widened. "It really is a time-space replay. But why this scene?"
Just as I was about to ask what a time-space replay meant, the ruined palace suddenly became resplendent once more, accompanied by the sound of drums and music.
Someone was dancing in the center of the palace.
A woman of unparalleled beauty.
I immediately saw her face clearly, and the moment I did, I froze.
It was Qianqian.
No, it should have been Daji.
Her dancing was graceful and enchanting.
Her eyes seemed to speak, giving her a seductive, bewitching air.
She was completely unlike the cold and aloof Qianqian.
A regal-looking man sat upon the throne at the very top of the palace, drinking wine as he watched Daji dance.
"King Zhou of Shang," I murmured.
A Tai nodded slightly, and Roland said, "Is this Miss Qianqian's past life?"
It should have been.
"Who's there?" King Zhou, who had been smiling moments ago, suddenly