Chapter 595: The Cycle of Time
In a corner forgotten by Time, Li Feng opened his eyes. He lay on an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by silence. The sky outside the window glowed with a faint blue light, like the stillness before dawn. He rubbed his temples, trying to recall how he had arrived there. His memories were scattered in his mind like fragments; he only remembered dying in a car accident before finding himself in this world.
Li Feng sat up and looked around. The room was rustic, with wooden furniture emitting a faint fragrance. A painting hung on the wall, depicting an ancient city entirely different from the world in his memories. An inexplicable throb stirred in his heart, as if this world were tied to him by a thousand invisible threads.
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