Yuan Jiang and I left the wooden house together, heading in the direction Zeng Dajiang had pointed out. He had told us that we could find young Xu Qiuyan in the small village ahead.
But he had also warned us that the journey probably would not go smoothly.
There probably would not be any more illusions, but there could very well be dangers we had never imagined.
After taking a few steps, I looked back and discovered that the wooden house was gone. Naturally, Zeng Dajiang was gone too. There was only a small hill there, as though Zeng Dajiang and that wooden house had never existed.
Yuan Jiang saw it as well. He sighed. "Compared to him, I really fall far short."
I wanted to say there was no comparison at all, okay?
Even I had no basis for comparison with Zeng Dajiang.
I was almost starting to wonder whether we really were the same person. Was that truly my youth?
How could the gap between the same person's teenage years and young adulthood be so immense?
Seeing the confusion on my face, Yuan Jiang said, "I've realized that you two don't resemble each other at all. Really."
I glared at him. I knew we were nothing alike. He was far too calm and steady, and his mind seemed more mature than mine.
"Enough. Let's get moving. We have something important to do!"
Yuan Jiang smiled, but he quickly wiped the smile from his face. "All of a sudden, I want to become the ruler of this world again."
I looked at him. He said, "Before, I really only wanted to be the ruler for the sake of being the ruler. But now I don't think that way anymore. I want to be like him and do the things