Lin Bei had a pleasant dream tonight.
He dreamed that he was still in the Colorful Moon Building. A tender and affectionate woman helped him lay down under a red curtain, slowly removing his clothes, one piece, two pieces, three pieces... then she slowly sat on top of him, immediately starting...
To slap his face.
She let go and delivered punch after punch to his face.
Smack smack smack...
"Eh? Eh? What the hell?" Lin Bei struggled clumsily with his hands, before finally snapping his eyes open.
It was then that he realized it wasn't just a dream, something was really smacking him!.
It was a half-page made of golden paper. The small thin piece of paper had an unknown strength behind it that had left Lin Bei's face stinging from the powerful slaps.
"What is this thing?" Lin Bei yelled, grabbing the half-page golden book, and saw his own name written on it, glowing with a faint brilliance in awkward handwriting.
Lin Bei.
