Trapped in a Beautiful Dream

Moyun quietly watched the man change. Just moments ago, he had looked perfectly normal. Now, he was a monster that only knew how to demand Dreamscape.

"Dreams! I want dreams!"

The man grabbed the collar of Moyun, who was closest to him. His scarlet eyes looked terrifying, and every vein on his neck bulged prominently.

Moyun knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck. He could tell that the man cared greatly about his appearance and seemed to be someone of considerable status. It was obvious from the way he spoke.

In such a dark, damp place, it was no easy feat to keep one's face so clean.

"You should get some proper sleep. I'll help you solve this problem."

Moyun sighed and slowly laid the man on the ground.

At that moment, a gray figure suddenly appeared behind Moyun. The old man reached out and placed a hand on Moyun's shoulder, his voice turning shrill.

"Hahaha! It seems you've discovered this secret. Then there's no need for me to hide anymore."

"Stay away from me."

Before the old man could finish, Moyun had already put some distance between them.

Moyun found this person utterly disgusting. He had even eaten so many of the old man's meals. Thinking about it now made him want to vomit up everything in his stomach.

"So now you find me disgusting? Do you know this place is paradise?"

"Paradise, my ass! You're nothing but a scourge! How could you do something so disgusting?"

The old man could not understand Moyun's anger at all. Why did it feel as though he had committed some unforgivable crime?

"Why are you so worked up? Don't you think it's interesting?"

"There's no point talking to you. Beating you up would feel much better!"

Moyun frowned deeply. Just