Chen Yi really went to break the formation.
He wasn't stupid. He was simply obsessed.
Of course he knew Cheng Shi was fishing, but when the other man said those words, "willingly," it was as if Chen Yi had found an emotional resonance. He really had become willing.
He was willing to do anything for Memory, willing to collect all kinds of artifacts for Her, and he wanted to use those artifacts to decorate that collection hall until it was dazzlingly full. That way, he could "live" in Memory's "home" through those traces that existed everywhere.
It was difficult to say exactly how godly love came into being. However, for a girl who admired strength, worshiped the mysterious, and was deeply nostalgic, Memory undoubtedly fulfilled all his beautiful hopes for an ideal partner. Thus, from the moment he picked up that old photograph at the starting point of the Path, Chen Yi had already fallen in love.
He felt that Memory approved of this relationship. Otherwise, why would She have allowed him to reach his current position in just over half a year?
A chosen of the gods!
One had to know that if one wanted to become Memory's chosen, there were two insurmountable mountains ahead: Li Jingming and Still Like in a Dream.
But what about now?
Li Jingming had been "exiled" to Deception, while Still Like in a Dream had disappeared altogether. Didn't all these signs show that She was sparing no effort to "introduce" Herself to other people and other gods?
That was what Chen Yi thought. A chosen, a chosen—not only had he chosen Her, She had also chosen him.
He really wanted to share this joy with others, to share the excitement of being looked upon favorably by Her. However, ever since he had shared