Two days later, Liu Mou returned to the village ahead of schedule while the mysterious Carrel, for reasons unknown, seemed to have disappeared since Liu Mou left that world.
Sitting on the bed, Liu Mou looked at his desk with a melancholic face, gazed down at a burn mark on the corner of his clothes — the most familiar mark, left by that mysterious uncle. Although he did not know who the uncle was, he had almost killed him.
Looking at the various wounds on his body, Liu Mou couldn't dismiss all these as just a dream.
"Do you have something you haven't told me?" Suddenly, as Liu Mou was lost in thought, Little Yao's voice came, sternly looking at Liu Mou as she spoke coldly.
"What have I hidden from you?" Liu Mou instantly looked confused, not understanding a thing.
