Two lions, one large and one small, lay prone at the top of the cliff, raising their heads to silently gaze at the sky and sea. It was dusk, the clouds dyed a translucent brightness by the setting sun, and the backdrop of the sky was a wine-red blush.
"Tell me, where have you been all these years... what have you been doing?" After a long silence, the Year Beast Monarch suddenly spoke, asking slowly.
The Little Nian Beast was taken aback.
This question stumped Ji Minghuan. He had only been loaded into this character's body for less than a day and hadn't digested all the memories yet.
He already had to control four bodies every day, and this new body was an added burden for him. To avoid brain overload, he had no choice but to convert most memories into words and pictures, storing them in the library.
