Chopper Ridge.
Tang Fan was slapped awake and quickly realized he had fallen into an illusion realm.
He felt no joy from escaping the illusion realm, for in that realm he not only saw his parents but also the beautiful life with Meng'Er and Xing'Er, and even saw himself walking hand in hand with children across famous mountains and great rivers...
Everything there was what he desired the most in his heart.
Life is but a fleeting hundred years, and after the Crimson Palace only two hundred more, how is living different from experiencing? If it's all an experience, why not choose the better one?
True or false, how much does it matter?
Living is but a grand dream, and still a nightmare at that. If one can swap it for a sweeter dream, why not?
Yet, the sweet dream has ended, and the path ahead turns into a falling sandstorm, raining from the sky.
Song Yan squinted at the road ahead, quickly communicating with Feng Chengzi inside the Faceless Mask.
