Ji Li experienced Awakening in a nightmare that felt like Spirit Communication and received earth-shattering news.
Gu Xingjian was not dead. Not only had he come to the Old Yu Street mission, he might even be intruding into Ji Li's future.
The Dream Ghost possessed the power to derive dreams based on certain things. Whatever it had come into contact with could unconsciously manifest elements of that thing in dreams.
Clearly, as the subject of the dream, Ji Li had caught an early glimpse of a round-table game called "past, present, and future," examining it from either a first- or third-person perspective.
The dream was bizarre and inscrutable, strange beyond measure. The information it revealed could not possibly be fully analyzed in a short time.
Setting everything else aside, Gu Xingjian in particular had entered Ji Li's game with that person by force as a "sort of savior" in the Spirit Communication dream.
He had even taken over the game with overwhelming momentum when Ji Li was on the verge of defeat!
"A savior..."
"Turning the tide..."
"Ji does not need it!"
Ji Li raised his cane and smashed it against the lock on Room 6002's door before yanking it open.
The door flew open. The cold wind outside was bleak, the winter rain biting. It blew apart the long hair scattered across his cheeks, revealing his sinister face with its eyes shut.
Clyde abruptly drew back the hand he had been using to pound on the door. Seeing Ji Li again after three hours, he found the face before him somewhat difficult to recognize.
Because Ji Li at this moment was utterly different from the Ji Li of three hours ago.
Three hours earlier, Ji Li had stood beneath the atrium leaning on his cane. His presence was cold