Upon sensing the unmistakable aura of the Wood Dao radiating from Jiang Chen, Fang Yuan was initially stunned.
'Again… it's happening again!?'
But soon, his rigid expression softened, giving way to an odd look of relief. 'Yes, this can't be real. I must be dreaming… Ah, thank the heavens, it's all just a dream!'
Convinced that this was nothing more than a nightmare, Fang Yuan clung desperately to his delusion. His mind sought comfort in the thought that none of this was real.
'These kinds of dreams shouldn't keep happening… they're too distressing!' he mused, determined to break free. 'I just need to wake up… wake up!!'
Without hesitation, he reached down and pinched the inner part of his thigh—hard, too hard.
Stab!
His fingers sank through his flesh, piercing the skin and digging into the tender tissue beneath. Blood spurted out, soaking his groin area in a spreading stain of bright red.
