"Let me put it this way: everything you're experiencing right now is a dream. Can you still remember?"
As Moyun spoke, he kept a close eye on Palo's expression.
Sure enough, Palo's face changed when he heard that. Ever since he had learned that a new Moyun had appeared in his home, he had begun to harbor doubts.
Palo, who had nearly become completely immersed in this Dreamscape, finally regained some of his reason because of that revelation.
In a sense, Moyun had truly saved Palo.
"Do you know what you're saying? I don't believe you! Show me proof if you want me to believe it!"
Palo seemed unable to accept reality, but Moyun actually knew exactly what was going on.
After thinking for a moment, Moyun continued, "I don't know what happened in your past, but I believe you still have unfinished business in reality."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that everything here is fake. In reality, your enemies may still be getting away with it, and you still haven't fully avenged yourself."
Upon hearing that, Palo immediately clenched his fists tighter.
He suddenly remembered the mother and son he had killed. In reality, that mother and son were still alive.
That meant his mother was still dead, he had yet to avenge her, and he had never even met his so-called father, Whitebeard.
Because of Moyun's words, Palo had begun to recall things from reality.
He remembered how he had spent all those years on the run because of that mother and son.
He had never slept well or felt at peace, not until he met Moyun.
"I don't believe it. I don't believe it. You must be lying to me!"
Palo clutched his head in near collapse and stormed away with a roar. Moyun