By the time the man in the mink coat finished speaking, his voice was so tender that it gave Song Shuhang the creeps.
Could this guy have a secret crush on Cheng Lin?
Also, when the young man mentioned "Cheng Lin's aura," had he mistaken Ye Si's aura for hers? Or had Cheng Lin left her aura on him when she possessed Ye Si?
"Leave. Perhaps... this will be the last time we meet." The young man stood up, picked up his wine jar, and gradually walked away.
After a few steps, the young man suddenly vanished. It was not spatial teleportation; he had simply left the dream.
Something occurred to Song Shuhang.
Heavens, this guy dragged me into this dream, then just up and left.
Then how am I supposed to get out of this dream?! Song Shuhang felt like crying, but had no tears.
Do I have to wait until the dream ends?
He turned to survey his surroundings. An endless grassland, a lone tree beside him—this dream did not seem to have an end.
What now?
This dream was not a game. There was no "log out" option.
"Yo~ Cheng Lin." Just then, another voice abruptly rang out behind him.
Song Shuhang whipped around and saw a Daoist standing behind him with a smile.
"Who are you?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.
"Don't tell me you happened to lose your memory and forgot even me. That excuse is ancient." With that, the Daoist took out a cloth banner and waved it before Song Shuhang.
The front of the banner read: [Ask for a divination, and every reading cuts to the heart.]
The back read: [Gold Trigram and Silver Trigram are no match for my Ivory Trigram.]
Song Shuhang's eyes lit up. "Ivory Trigram Immortal Master?"
It was mainly