Early morning on December 31, 1228 of the Ziyun Era.
Chuxiu Inn.
In the courtyard of the best guesthouse, a youth in a white robe was sitting at the stone table, drumming his knuckles gently on the tabletop with a misty look in his eyes.
Without realizing it... it has been more than a year since I've been back.
On December 12, 1227 of the Ziyun Era, Zhou Donghuang had been accidentally brought back from a thousand years in the future, and he had embarked on a journey to change his fate.
Over the past year, many things had happened, and thinking back on it now, Zhou Donghuang still felt like he was in a dream.
However, this was not at all a dream.
It has already been over eight months since I left Yunfeng Prefecture... I wonder how Mother and Xiao Lu are?
Thinking of Lin Lan and Xiao Lu, a look of worry surfaced in Zhou Donghuang's eyes. "I should have brought them over together back then."
