As Liu Xiaoxiao made his vow in his heart, everything around him turned azure.
Blue butterflies fluttered around Liu Xiaoxiao before flying off into the distance.
Not understanding what was going on, Liu Xiaoxiao scratched his head and thought, Could Shi Wen's subconscious be guiding me?
He naturally knew the allusion of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly. In his view, these butterflies were manifestations of Zhang Shiwen's subconscious.
Thus, Liu Xiaoxiao followed the butterflies, walking forward step by step.
As he drew closer, light gradually appeared ahead.
Before long, Liu Xiaoxiao saw the source of that radiance.
It was an exceptionally beautiful maiden, seemingly in the bloom of youth. Her long blue hair cascaded down her back, and she wore a long white dress that gave her a delicate, fragile air. She lay suspended in the void, seemingly trapped in a dream.
However, Liu Xiaoxiao recognized at a glance that although the person before him looked very much like Zhang Shiwen, she was definitely not her.
"Who are you?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked coldly.
"Welcome to the Nightmare Space." A silvery laugh seemed to come from every direction, echoing through the space for a long while.
That voice was filled with Charm, like a whisper breathed into his ear.
Yet Liu Xiaoxiao felt only revulsion toward it. He asked coldly again, "Who are you?"
"Hehe, don't be in such a hurry." The same voice echoed through heaven and earth, reverberating by his ear.
Without hesitation, Liu Xiaoxiao turned and left.
"Wait, wait!" The voice seemed to grow anxious. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
Liu Xiaoxiao stopped and turned back. The maiden still had her eyes closed as though she were dozing, but when Liu Xiaoxiao looked at that face again, he felt boundless Charm wash over him, stirring an