“By the time you try that, she’ll have already broken free from the Soul-Shackling Chain and torn you apart.” Ye Wuming sneered. “You think those chains are some unbreakable divine law?”0

Zhao Changhe said, “Well, that hasn’t happened yet. We’re not dead. When we’re finally somewhere safe, we can figure it out then. What’s the rush? Why are you, of all people, in such a hurry now? Aren’t you someone who’d lay plans across countless years? Are you trying to hint that you’re not real and just another illusion from Papiyas?”0

Ye Wuming chuckled. “Then go on and guess. Am I real or not?”0

Zhao Changhe said, “I don’t care to guess. Just tell me why you came looking for me.”0

“You’re far weaker than I expected. I want you to grow stronger.” Ye Wuming held up two fingers. “Last time, I directly infused enlightenment into your mind through your forehead. Do you dare to let me do that again?”0

“Why wouldn’t I dare? I can’t beat you anyway. If you wanted me dead, I’d already be dead.” Zhao Changhe closed his eyes, presenting his forehead. “Come on. Do your thing.”0

Piaomiao wanted to scream....0