After Su Ming'an finished weaving the dream, he fell unconscious from exhaustion, his injuries were so severe that his heart was nearly exposed, its beating slowing gradually... he was on the brink of death.
"So, it was a dream just now…" Bei Wang looked at Su Ming'an's gloves.
Compared to the witch's truth, this story was as beautiful as an illusion.
Su Ming'an, facing the unbeatable witch, chose not to retreat, but to weave a dream head-on. Did he believe that this fairy tale dream could soothe the witch's millennia-old hatred and resentment?
How could it be possible?
Could a fairy tale of a "hunter living with a girl in the forest" really heal the witch's millennium of pain and hatred? Absolutely laughable.
However, "Tian Yu's" body suddenly started to tremble violently.
