The ancient castle built of Black Gold Stone was magnificent. Mr. Pei started inspecting his territory early in the morning, accompanied by twelve female Upright Ape Demons, exuding an impressive aura.
"You..." Although he was out of control, part of his memory and reason remained. Seeing an old friend arrive, he was shocked and opened his eyes wide.
Without saying a word, Qin Ming sent hundreds of golden silk rain flying over, piercing through his Spiritual Field for rapid purification, not wanting to be entangled by the enthusiastic Mr. Pei.
"I..." Mr. Pei awoke as if from a Big Dream, feeling as if a lifetime had passed.
Then, he felt a deep panic. What had he been doing all this time?
Was that still him? Around him every day were at least twelve female Upright Ape Demons. Was this truly a case of lacking something and subconsciously trying to compensate?
Qin Ming comforted him: "It's nothing, just think of it as a Big Dream."
