"Han Yu, you'll face countless crossroads in life, don't be confused."
The Artifact Spirit sighed but still tried to comfort Han Yu.
However, Han Yu kept a scowl on his face, not accepting the Artifact Spirit's kindness at all.
"I'm not confused, damn it, I'm lost!"
Poor guy, after fleeing from the island, he ran with all his might but lost his way.
No, he never had a direction, even if he ran again, he'd still be lost.
The Artifact Spirit initially laughed, insisting on leading the way, and now both are completely disoriented.
Nothing lay ahead but the vast ocean, endless in every direction no matter how high Han Yu flew.
Apart from the sound of the roaring waves, there was nothing else, giving a terrifying sense of dead silence.
As Han Yu stood in mid-air, it felt as if the entire world had only him left.
"Ordinary people couldn't have grown up in this kind of environment, could they?"
