“Roar! You old Hongyun, how dare you act so arrogantly? You gave up the blessings of the cushion without permission, and now you want to drag me into this undeserved calamity too?”
A thunderous shout tore through the stillness of time and space, yanking Shen Heng back to reality from the depths of a chaotic consciousness.
His pupils contracted. Fragments of memory surged through his mind like a tide, piecing together a series of bizarre, fantastical scenes that made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Holy crap! What kind of story is this? Did I transmigrate?! Shen Heng cried out inwardly, overwhelmed by a shock and disbelief beyond words.
