Shen Yi stood still for a very long time, his inner doubts finally overcoming his fear.
No matter what was inside, he had to know, clearly and unmistakably!
Shen Yi lifted his foot and slowly took steps toward the inner room.
Perhaps because the inner room was dark, lit only by candles, Shen Yi could vaguely see the flickering candlelight from a distance.
This scene, once again, overlapped with the one in his dream, only this time there wasn't "himself" in it, but the silhouette of a monk's back.
"Shen Yi, the dead cannot be brought back to life..."
"Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen's condition is very bad..."
Shen Yi's mind uncontrollably revisited the nightmares he had had over and over again, her tombstone, and the Rebirth Plaque.
All of it was indicating that Ye Wanwan was dead!
Shen Yi felt like his head was about to explode, he bit down hard on his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks one drop at a time.
