The light swallowed me, carrying me from darkness into brightness.
In that instant, I remembered how Zheng Motian had gone from Guangyuan Highway to the Guangyuan Mountain Resort.
Time seemed to freeze. When the light began to fade, I vaguely made out some scenery.
The resort villas!
Had I returned to the resort?!
Was I already dead, and able to come and go as I pleased now that I was a ghost?
A surge of delight rose in my heart, but I immediately realized something was wrong.
I saw the daredevil and Reporter Yuan. I turned my head and saw Liu Liangwang and the man who had smashed the glass, too.
But I wasn't the one turning my head.
My heart sank as I realized I had entered a dream.
I couldn't feel my own ghostly aura. I could only sense the ghostly aura emanating from the people before me.
They sat outside the villa, leaning against the wall. They all looked exhausted, and no one spoke.
Faint sobbing came from where I was.
I moved my body and saw a stranger. He was probably someone from the Tianxia Weekly editorial department.
I let out a breath and suddenly realized that this counted as breaking out of my predicament. My body was still lying on Guangyuan Highway, and I didn't know whether I was alive or dead. My soul wasn't completely free, either, but at least I had escaped that hopeless situation.
I looked around but didn't see Ye Qing.
Had the daredevil and the others made it out alive?
Or had Ye Qing regained her senses?
I looked at Reporter Yuan. Her clothes were stained with blood, and the others were all in a sorry state, too. This had to be after their encounter with Ye Qing.
"Yuan Xiaomei...