C222 Internal World

He was shocked, but so was he.

Zhao Tianzhu's face was completely red. Thinking back to last night's dream, his heart suddenly jumped up.

Fortunately, it was just a dream. If it really was a dream, then it would be terrible. How could he face his wife, Qiao'er? How could he face the dead Pear Blossom?

Just when Tie Zhu was rejoicing that he had not touched Qiuping Ping