Su Ming'an opened his eyes.
He finally woke up from the dream, returning to the world, as if he had been away for ages.
"Awake?" A nonchalant voice came from the window; a red-haired young man sat by the window, arms crossed, his golden eyes burning, "If you're awake, get up. Pudding and Lü God are about to have a showdown."
Su Ming'an got up and rubbed his eyes.
"How was the dream?" Su Rin asked.
"I dreamt of Little King Su Liujin... and the two-dimensional Kasadia," Su Ming'an said. "I bade farewell to them."
"The past cannot be chased, whether it's the experiments humans did on Su Liujin or Kasadia sacrificing herself to create the Radiant Mother God... it's all history and has nothing to do with you," Su Rin comforted him a bit, which was rare, "Go on, move forward."
...Yes, moving forward is the most important.
What's happened in history cannot be changed; what he has to do is ensure such things don't happen again.
"Rumble..."
