Within a dim space.
"Mm..."
A faint sound broke the silence, breathing a trace of life into the desolate place.
A figure lay flat on the ground within the space. The sound had come from him.
He was a young man. After that soft murmur, he opened his eyes in confusion.
The young man seemed lost in scattered thoughts, not yet fully aware. Only after a long while did he sit up and survey his surroundings.
"The space of the Thunderflame Illusory World..."
Sensing that familiar power, he found his memories somewhat muddled and began recalling what had happened.
As those memories surfaced one by one, his expression kept changing-pleasure, gravity, embarrassment, helplessness-as though he were cycling through a collection of reaction memes.
"What am I supposed to do now? That shameless old Creation Saint really screwed me over! Fuck!"
Once he remembered everything, the young man cursed bitterly.
He was Xiao Yu, who had previously descended into madness. Now he had regained his senses and remembered everything that had happened.
Xiao Yu helplessly looked around again and discovered that he was the only one left in the Thunderflame Illusory World.
It seemed the two women had left before him.
That made sense. His aura remained inside their bodies, so the Thunderflame Illusory World offered them practically no resistance. They could leave whenever they wished.
However, he spotted two notes beside him, bearing a few lines of elegant handwriting.
Reaching out to pick up one of them, Xiao Yu focused on it and took in every word.
"I have already left. Let us treat what happened here as though it never occurred. From now on, I owe you nothing. Should we meet again, we will be strangers..."
Reading those words, Xiao Yu felt a pang in his heart, followed by