Wang Qifeng was in a daze.
He was walking through a vast, hazy city!
At that moment, heavy snow began to fall from the sky, and the city was instantly draped in silver.
Wang Qifeng seemed to suddenly regain clarity, a strange sensation of wakefulness flickering in his heart.
A tremendous radiance suddenly spread across the sky, naturally drawing Wang Qifeng's gaze.
He looked up at the sky and saw a gigantic palm flickering above it.
A huge net had ensnared it. The palm thrashed violently, seemingly trying to break free from the net's restraints.
Yet no matter how it struggled, it was useless. The net seemed to possess some mysterious power.
No matter how the giant palm struggled, it could not break free.
The mysterious sight jolted Wang Qifeng fully awake. Looking at the goose-feather snow, a thought naturally arose in his heart.
"Winter! Winter! Winter!"
Those instinctive words abruptly woke him. The scene from the dream had been so real.
He immediately sensed that this seemed to be some kind of mysterious hint.
What would happen in winter?
All sorts of thoughts arose in Wang Qifeng's mind. He instinctively put on his clothes and went out onto the street.
He looked up at the sky, but there was nothing there.
After wandering around, Wang Qifeng arrived at the teahouse once more.
He saw an acquaintance—the Brother Li who had struck up a conversation with him last time.
He walked over and sat down directly across from the man!
"Brother Li, why are you here?"
Brother Li also seemed somewhat dazed. "I had a dream."
Shock appeared on Wang Qifeng's face as well. "I had a dream too!"
The two exchanged a glance, and thoughts immediately stirred in both their minds.
They both let out a deep breath of