When Niulang opened his eyes, the distorted scene came back into focus. This time, he was inside a magnificent palace, its ceiling adorned with gorgeous patterns and exquisitely carved totems, all radiating grandeur.
But Niulang paid no attention to his surroundings. He was ready to find the great goddess he had long yearned to meet, Nuwa. Then he suddenly realized that he was not with Wentian. Instead, he was alone in an unfamiliar palace. Niulang instinctively glanced at the furnishings, but though he had no memory of this palace at all, it gave him an intensely familiar feeling, as if he had lived here for a long time: the feeling of being home.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
