When Are You Ever Going to Be Reliable?

Just as Luo Ye was racking his brain for an excuse, the illusion before him suddenly collapsed, shattering into countless pieces. Feitan's figure rapidly faded from his sight as well.

"Did the dream collapse?" Staring at the fragmented sky and earth, Luo Ye widened his eyes in confusion. "But why am I still here?"

Shouldn't everyone leave separately once the dream collapsed? How come Feitan had left while he was still here? Wasn't something wrong?

Feitan had left, yet he remained behind. But he had absolutely no idea how to wake up. Was he going to stay here until he died of old age?

No! He still had countless things left to do and countless delicacies left to eat. He didn't want to die here!

At that thought, the resentment behind Luo Ye nearly solidified.

Sure enough, even fellow countrymen stabbed each other in the back. Xiao Ai caused trouble so often—couldn't someone keep an eye on her?

Meteor City. "Oh my god, thank goodness! Thank heaven, you're finally awake!" Seeing Feitan regain consciousness, Xiao Ai was so moved that tears of gratitude filled her eyes.

Who would understand? She had nearly thought that she had killed Feitan. Fortunately, Chrollo had been capable enough, and the reinforcements she had found had arrived in time, allowing them to pull Feitan back from the gap between dreams.

Otherwise, if she had really killed Feitan, she would have been too ashamed to face anyone! Thank goodness, thank goodness. Heaven had protected them.

"Why did you pull me back?" Feitan wore a long face, his body radiating thick resentment.

He had been on the verge of getting his answer, yet someone had pulled him back at the last moment. The fact that he hadn't attacked Xiao Ai already meant he had shown considerable restraint.