C187 Dream Talisman Body

"A dream?" Qing Ruochen nearly burst into laughter at the suggestion. Narrowing his eyes at Ye Feng, he said, "Young man, even if you're desperate to save your skin, fabricating such tales isn't wise. If I were to believe you, I'd be the laughingstock, wouldn't I?"

Ye Feng, gripping his wooden stick, fixed his gaze on Qing Ruochen and uttered just one line: "In my dream, five hundred years ago