A gentle breeze blew, with the fragrance of gardenias lingering around the nose.
Suddenly awakened, Xia Feng's dark eyes lost some light as he gazed upward, slowly focusing.
The scenes in the dream were both illusory and real.
It seemed like the future, yet also like a picture conjured out of thin air, unreal.
This made Xia Feng inevitably think of Cha Naixue's A-level Spiritual Artifact - Nailuo Realm.
The Nailuo Realm consumes the Power of Faith to deduce the future, a future that isn't 100% accurate, only providing a possibility.
In contemplation, Xia Feng frowned as he was about to get up, but found at his waist and back two silver-haired witches clinging to him like two muddy octopuses....
The two absolutely beautiful faces buried in his neck burned with frightening heat.