Chapter 491

"Fanzi... Fanzi..."

The elusive voice echoed in his ears, each call burrowing into Yang Fan's ears, causing him to become drowsy and dazed, as memories from his childhood involuntarily surfaced before his eyes.

Back then, time was warm, his father spoke softly and gently with his mother in the room, discussing their family's future, while he and his brother played in the courtyard, entertained for an entire day by a pile of mud.

Yang Fan, looking at the vivid images in his mind that seemed almost before his eyes, inadvertently moistened the corners of his eyes.

With the support of the cold energy in his Dantian, he actually knew this was a hallucination.

But he just wanted to greedily look one more time.

Time, this merciless thief, he was about to completely forget all of this...

In a daze and muddled state, he heard another voice, "Yang Fan, what are you doing?"

That voice seemed isolated from the world, sounding incredibly elusive and intensely unreal.