This was a massive warehouse, filled with shelves all around. The shelves were neatly lined with fabric, but now everything was ablaze. As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of flames with no exit in sight. Thick, billowing smoke invaded their nostrils, making them cough uncontrollably. Yuwen Hao covered his nose and looked around, only to find that everyone else had vanished.
Is this the dream the disfigured woman mentioned...? The woman had said Zhong Min would appear in her dreams every night, getting closer and closer, until eventually, she killed her. Clearly, he too had been pulled into this dreamscape.
"Zhong Min must be in here somewhere. I need to get out quickly... otherwise, I might run into her," Yuwen Hao muttered to himself as he hurried forward.
