None of Your Damn Business?
Ye Xingchen had just had a dream, an incredibly real one, as though he had been there himself.
But...
Why had he dreamed of the past? Why had he dreamed of Empress Ling Yao?
Standing in the mirror-smooth stone chamber, Ye Xingchen kept pondering the scenes he had just experienced. He remembered every single word with perfect clarity, and his state of mind grew more chaotic by the moment.
There was one thing he could not deny: in his previous life, he had valued Martial Dao far too much.
After being reborn and becoming an Eternal Sect Disciple, only through gradual contact and life with others had he come to understand that there truly were many things in this world worth cherishing and protecting.
Ye Xingchen's expression grew increasingly savage.
The more he acknowledged what Empress Ling Yao had said in the dream, the greater the fury in his heart became. Did that mean that by killing him, she had deliberately changed the personality and mindset of his previous life?
Crack!
His fists clenched tightly.
Ye Xingchen hated Empress Ling Yao to the marrow of his bones, so he would never accept any form of whitewashing for her!
"Mr. Pei, what's wrong with you again?"
Xie Lingyao had only just pulled this man back from his suffering, yet he immediately looked like a ferocious fiend again. She was truly worried.
"Whew!"
Ye Xingchen exhaled and loosened his fists.
He still had treasure to find. Why should he care about a dead woman?
"You didn't enter the Dreamscape just now?"
"Dreamscape?"
Xie Lingyao looked bewildered.
Ye Xingchen said nothing, but doubts rose in his heart.
Clearly, when he had stepped on the stone chamber floor, he must have triggered some kind of restriction and fallen into