"Master! Wake up, Master!"
"Wan Meng?"
Lin Qiye opened his eyes in a daze and was greeted by a field with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
He fell to the ground, and Wan Meng knelt beside his head, calling out to him with tears in her eyes.
"This place is..."
Lin Qiye wanted to get up, but he felt sore all over, and his head was swollen.
The feeling of extreme discomfort made him sober up quickly.
"Another illusion?"
After falling into a few illusions, Lin Qiye couldn't even confirm if he was still in one.
"Master, don't scare me!"
Seeing the bitter expression on Lin Qiye's face, Wan Meng thought he had suffered too much damage and hurt his brain.
She held his head in her arms, and her tears fell.
Lin Qiye's face was covered by Wan Meng's chest, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
