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"I've got the hair you asked for and also subtly inquired about those matters you were interested in, so shall we start now?" Zhu Minglang said to Female Dream Master Shao Qingchi.
Shao Qingchi had already prepared all sorts of tools. In front of her was a murky silver mirror, as large as a door, yet it didn't reflect the images of Zhu Minglang and Shao Qingchi.
It felt as if a crystal-clear pond stood before them.
Shao Qingchi took the hair that had been wrapped in cloth and then threw it into the silver mirror.
They had specifically waited until late at night to proceed.
Since they were going to sneak into someone's dream world, naturally they had to ensure that he was sound asleep.
"This silver mirror will somewhat display the scenes from his dreams. You see these ripples that spread out like the sheen of water? It means that he is constructing his own dream world. Let him sleep a little deeper," Shao Qingchi said.
