"Chen Hai?"
Chen Cuo glanced out the window and recognized the speaker. With that deferential air, who else could he be but Chen Hai, the former chief steward of the Linru County Marquis Residence?
But why was he here?
At a glance, Chen Cuo could tell that the Chen Hai before him, a man in his prime, was neither an impostor nor an illusion. He looked down at his hands and saw the thin, frail hands of a boy. Given that he had fallen into the River of Time Gap earlier, what had happened was not hard to guess.
I've fallen into a fragment of the past. But where did that Dragon-Bone Ship come from? How could it have brought me here? And though I've stepped into the past before, I was more of an observer then. This time, I seem to have taken the place of my former self. Yet I don't remember this scene. Could it be from before I woke after crossing over? If so, that raises no small problem.
As he thought, Chen Cuo's brows slowly drew together. He had already noticed that there was not a drop of Magic Power or Spirit Light in his body. His flesh was weak, reduced to an ordinary mortal body. Worse still, poison was eating away at his flesh and life. Someone else might have thought they had fallen back to the mortal world, but Chen Cuo's Divine Sense remained within him. He immediately realized that all his Magic Power had, in fact, been forcibly consumed!
What kind of Divine Ability could force my Magic Power and Divine Abilities to drive the Power of Time and cast my consciousness here? It's even weakened my connection to my true body until it's almost gone!
The flesh of Chen Cuo's true