Only then did Shen Chun realize that there was the faint smell of sandalwood in the air. Her brother stared at her, his deep eyes shining with a dark blue light.
"You also have a psychic physique, right?" He didn't speak, but his voice sounded in Shen Chun's ear.
Shen Chun glanced at him and nodded slightly.
The eldest brother laughed heartily. "My brother is really lucky!"
"Brother, you've been unconscious for so many years. We've used all kinds of methods, but you didn't show any signs of waking up. How did you wake up?"
Fu Heng looked at the sky as he said, "It's a long story."
After he fainted back then, his soul aura dissipated and he watched helplessly as his body fell. The surrounding students screamed, but he couldn't control his body.
Later on, he realized that he actually didn't die. Instead, he had turned into countless fragments that scattered all over the world.
