"Phew, that dream again."
In the Herb Garden, Danheng jolted awake from his sleep once more and let out a helpless sigh.
Ever since he had that dream that day, it had clung to him like that lunatic who had once relentlessly chased after him.
Today, he had dreamed that he was in some unknown place, locked in an extended battle with a mysterious figure dressed entirely in black and wearing a hood that obscured their face.
Strangely enough, from the moment he entered the dream until the moment he woke up, it seemed he had been trading blows with that strange person the entire time.
And even when he woke up, the exchange between him and that figure seemed not to have stopped.
"How strange."
Danheng did not know whether this dream was real or not, but all he could do now was travel across the Douluo Continent as quickly as possible.
"Um... Mister Danheng."
A timid voice suddenly came from beside him. When he turned around, Little Wu was looking at him pitifully.
Little Wu had remained here this entire time, and she had begun calling him Mister Danheng as Yue Guan and Dugu Bo did.
Thankfully, Danheng was here. At least someone would respond when Little Wu spoke. If it had only been Dugu Bo and the others, Little Wu would probably have nightmares every day.
"I've told you many times. I can't help you, and I have no reason to."
"No, that's not what I wanted to say."
Little Wu's gaze dimmed slightly as she silently lowered her head.
That was right. Why would Danheng have any reason to help her? He did not even care about her Soul Ring or Soul Bone!
"Then what did you come to me for?"
Danheng was somewhat surprised. Whenever