An Lin could feel that the space around him was changing, and he soon arrived on a round platform.
Radiant sunlight shone on his body, and he could smell the faint scent of the divine tree in the wind, making him feel as if he had traveled from hell to heaven.
He finally blacked out as his tightly wound heart completely relaxed.
"Master!" a panicked yell sounded from beside him.
An Lin felt his head crashing into a muscular, hairy chest before he passed out.
Amid the darkness, an unknown amount of time passed.
An Lin's finger twitched, and he could feel his hand being held tightly by a soft, warm hand. The hand gripping his gave him a sense of comfort and security.
He opened his bleary eyes to find a woman in a Jade Barley Ink Garment leaning by his bedside.
It appeared to be nighttime now, and the faint light of a candle shone up the woman's fair features, making her appear especially delicate and gentle.
