"Xiao Wu, are you all right?"
The first thing Tang San did after regaining consciousness was, naturally, check on his dear little sister Xiao Wu beside him.
Tang San lunged over and ran his hands all over Xiao Wu, examining her carefully from head to toe.
Only after finding not a single mark on her did Tang San breathe a sigh of relief.
"Third Brother, I think I just had a dream. Hundreds of Itachi Uchihas kept stabbing me with knives. It hurt so much!"
Xiao Wu gently rubbed the patch of tender, snow-white skin Tang San had gripped and pouted, seemingly still in real pain.
"It's all right. It was only a dream. The best proof is that you aren't hurt now," Tang San reassured Xiao Wu with a smile.
"Mm-hmm, Third Brother, I'm fine," Xiao Wu said with a smile.
Just then, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun both froze for a moment, saying almost in unison, "What a coincidence! I had the same dream too."
"How did you have the same dream as well?" Tang San asked in surprise.
Although Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun did not answer Tang San, their expressions, along with Tang Xuanwei's, had already given him his answer.
Tang San had always been highly vigilant.
When things went against the norm, something sinister had to be at work. One person having a dream might be a coincidence, but five people having the same dream was no accident.
Someone had deliberately manipulated them, and that person was clearly Itachi Uchiha across from them.
Tang San's gaze sharpened as he watched the members of the Galaxy Fleet with extreme caution. His expression also reminded Xiao Wu and the others that they were still in a match against the Galaxy Fleet.
The moment Shrek's five elites turned