Murong Fu still wanted to say something, but the system remained completely unresponsive, as if it had fallen into a deep, perpetual silence. With a helpless sigh, he shook his head, turned to Azǐ, and said softly, "Since that is the case, let us rest for now. We can ask Yilin what happened once she wakes up." Azǐ nodded lightly, resting her head gently against Murong Fu's broad shoulder. She slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep before long.
On the other side, Yilin was immersed in a sweet dream. A faint smile graced her lips, as though she were experiencing a wondrous illusion. In the dream, she lived happily alongside Murong Fu and her other sisters...
There stood a magnificent city. Although the city gates bore no name, the place still exuded an air of solemn majesty. Within the city rose a towering pagoda that seemed to pierce the sky, yet it too remained nameless.
Chapter 180