She was obviously a bit downhearted, and Ma Lin didn't know how to comfort her.
"I often come here to rest. If you want to find me, you can leave a letter here," said Chen Zhenzhu.
Ma Lin talked about his experience on Meatball Mountain.
"That patrolman is really powerful. I've seen many mighty demons die under his scissor-hands. It is said that there's a temple of the Dream God on the mountain, and it often descends there," Chen Zhenzhu said.
Ma Lin realized that he was actually quite weak in this dream world.
The little confidence he had managed to build crumbled completely when facing the servant of the True God.
Chen Zhenzhu took out a lantern and lit the candle inside.
The light was very warm.
"Being bathed in its light can also speed up the recovery of sanity, just a bit slowly."
Ma Lin said, "I'm already very satisfied."
After that, neither of them knew what to say.
Ma Lin did have many questions, but he was embarrassed to ask.
