He had a long dream, in which he returned to his youth. Looking back after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, he discovered that his younger self was indeed full of youthful arrogance, proud beyond measure, with a distinct and unruly character, hurting others and himself.
It seems as though time had abruptly stopped one night.
Arguments, betrayal, slaughter, blood... Broken scars filled his vision, experiencing painful memories once again, he found he could face them calmly now, as if the person standing before everyone, facing accusations, wasn't him...
As he reopened his eyes, waves of soreness came from his body, surrounded by warm liquid... This feeling was very familiar, it was the nutrient liquid he often encountered before. Had he... been rescued? Thinking back to everything before he fell unconscious, Qian Chen started to panic.
Qianhe... He wondered how Qianhe was doing now...
