Feng Qingtian felt that he would go crazy if he couldn't figure it out.
On one side was the love of his former life whom he wanted to be together with at any cost; on the other side was a woman who made him lose control of himself.
Gu Bailu rolled her eyes. "It was just a hallucination. My body was hot, so I felt like I was burning. Is there a problem?"
"It's a serious problem. Just think: Why was it the magma of hell that was burning you and not anything else?"
"How would I know? Maybe I read too many novels."
Gu Bailu had no interest in sharing her dream with him.
She stuck a needle in the back of Feng Qingtian's hand, and it immediately became numb.
Gu Bailu hurried to push him away. "Just stay there. You're no match for me in this place."
Her primitive acupuncture arts were finally of use.
Feng Qingtian frowned. The woman didn't seem to be lying. Was it really a hallucination?
