"I guess I'm finally dead." This was the first idea that occurred to Jiang Chen when he woke up. When he realized he was still alive, he complained involuntarily, "Why am I not dead?!"
"Son, what silly things are you talking about?" A gentle female voice could be heard. Jiang Chen opened his eyes, unable to believe it. A pretty woman was sitting beside him, looking at him in a loving manner.
"Mother?" Jiang Chen looked around. He found he was lying in his old room in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Holding a wet towel, his mother, Gao Yue, looked very tired. She looked as if she had not gotten any sleep for a long, long time.
"Mother, what is going on?" Jiang Chen was dumbfounded. He was starting to believe that natural law did exist and he was just a toy twisted around someone's finger. He suddenly slapped himself heavily to confirm whether this was true or false.
