"How dare you not go to…"
"Wait!" Han Zhao suddenly raised his head and raised his hand to signal her not to speak.
"I don't know how you got this illusion, but can you be more professional?"
"My mother couldn't speak, and she had already died of illness at her age."
"Although I was very happy to see her in the illusion, I knew that it was fake the moment you spoke."
"I'm very disappointed and very angry now!"
Pop! As soon as Han Zhao finished speaking, the scene in front of him burst like a bubble.
The next second, it became the scene of him watching a horror movie in his room and Sadako climbing out of the television.
"Get lost!" Han Zhao flew up and kicked Sadako back into the television.
"Is it appropriate for a modern horror movie to appear in the ancient world?!"
Han Zhao said in a low voice.
The scene changed again. He had already returned to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
