Strangely, the butler seemed unperturbed, his eyes filled with an unexpected sense of relief.
Amidst the chaos, the surnames Zhang and Wu echoed through the battle, indicating an alliance against the Carey family.
Satisfied with his recollection, Sam breathed a sigh of relief.
He had managed to capture the main details of his dream, ensuring that they wouldn't slip away like fragments of a fading memory.
But just as he thought he had grasped the full extent of his dream, a sharp pain pierced his mind.
Clutching his head, Sam groaned in agony and murmured, "Oh man! What the hell is happening with me?"
Memories flooded his consciousness, overwhelming and yet unignorable.
Five minutes later, Sam rose from the ground, his clothes drenched in sweat.
Examining the memories that had emerged amidst the searing pain, an indescribable expression crossed his face.
