Weisheng's eyes opened from the dream he wished to forget. Had Xiaoling hidden her identity, he wouldn't have vowed to protect her, made the stupid decision of introducing her to his younger brothers, and fought a war against the Heavens for wronging her.
But his sorrow remained temporary even now. He could hear Mengzhen's summons, so he stood up and teleported to where Mengzhen was. Their bodies were connected through a pact and could teleport to each other. Therefore, Weisheng reached Mengzhen within a second.
When he reached Mengzhen, the sight threw him off. He looked at Mengzhen with a questioning gaze, and Mengzhen simply shrugged. It was a cozy pub, where Xiaoling and Hai sat together, eating and drinking.
Their glasses clinked together as they casually continued their meal, not knowing someone was watching them.
"What am I supposed to make of this?" Weisheng asked in a whisper.
