"Guest, this is a place that even Quasi-Saints marvel at. It is called Mandarin Duck Valley."
At this moment, following the Number 318 puppet before him, Ye Lin arrived at a gorge with it.
Before him stretched a long canyon, its end nowhere in sight.
Ye Lin stared at the gorge for quite a while, yet failed to see anything remarkable about it.
"So what is so special about this place?"
"The guest will know once you go down."
Hearing the teasing note in 318's voice, Ye Lin did not hesitate. He stepped directly into the gorge.
"Guest, this Mandarin Duck Valley is also known as Thousand-Year Dream. Please take care not to lose yourself."
The puppet's voice came from behind him. Ye Lin nodded slightly, then proceeded deeper into the gorge.
The instant he took a step forward, heaven and earth around him changed in an instant, and his perspective shifted abruptly.
Ye Lin only felt darkness before his eyes. When he opened them again, he found an incomparably beautiful woman gazing at him with a kindly expression.
Ahead of him, a burly middle-aged man with thick brows and large eyes grinned foolishly.
"Look, isn't our child adorable? Hurry and give him a name."
The beautiful woman rocked the Ye Lin in her arms as she called out to the middle-aged man in the distance.
"Alright, alright, let's give my son a name."
"Hmm... I'm a rough man myself, and I don't know how to name people either. How about this? My surname is Ye, yours is Lin, so we'll call him Ye Lin. Simple and plain, but pretty good."
The middle-aged man crossed his arms and pondered for a moment before giving Ye Lin a perfectly pieced-together name.
"You, honestly... But Ye Lin works too. Nice and simple."