Zhu Bufan didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he unsealed the wax on the envelope.
Was it excitement, or indifference...
Was it joy, or pain...
Was it delight, or resentment...
Zhu Bufan wasn't sure; maybe all of them, maybe none. All his emotions vanished without a trace the moment he opened the Dragon Xuan Paper, as white as snow. Zhu Bufan unexpectedly entered a bizarre realm where neither joy nor sorrow moved him.
This realm was astoundingly strange, not causing even the slightest ripple on the surface, and Zhu Bufan didn't notice anything unusual, reading the entire letter quite ordinarily.
What Zhu Bufan didn't know was that deep within his mind, within a chaotic space, there lay a disk-like blue light wheel, surrounded by a massive, indistinct shadow, with mist gently enveloping the blue full moon.
