Nalan Fang squinted his eyes and slowly raised his right hand as if pushing a transparent door. He said with a lot of emotion, “That day, the moon was dark and there were high winds...”

“Okay, okay, just talk about the process directly.” Lin Qiupu interrupted him.

“General Wang sent someone to chase me down and set the village on fire. My family and children died under his murderous knife. Fortunately, in the crisis, my loyal servant Li Xiang put on my clothes and died for his lord. As such, I was able to escape. When I met with a cliff, I could only hear the sound of a ‘ka-chak’ in the sky... And then there was the sound of ‘suuu’... Then, your majesty got slammed into this world with a ‘pak’ noise.” He nodded solemnly.

Lin Qiupu froze for five seconds as he sorted out his messy thoughts....