"Nonsense, it's just a building, we'll be out in a few minutes," Du Yanan scoffed.
"Let me ask again, are you sure you want to go?"
"Of course!" Du Yanan affirmed.
"Alright then, please write your current life's name on this paper, because once you cross over, your identities will be forgotten, and you'll just be who you are." The middle-aged man pulled out a notebook from nearby and handed it to you, standing at the forefront, and it had to be written with a brush.
You silently picked up the brush and elegantly wrote down three characters: "Zhangu City."
The other couple wrote their QQ nicknames, Du Yanan directly wrote her name, Liang Xinyue wrote Xiao Xiao, and Wei Yingyue glanced at you as she was writing. Even though you tried to avoid her gaze, she still saw your face and immediately frowned with Liu Mei, saying, "Aren't you Uncle Li's grandson, Li Muyun?"
