Lin Qianxuan returned to reality from his memories.

Only now did he truly understand how the world appeared through Gongsun Yue's eyes.

Her more acute perception essentially allowed her to experience the world in a different way.

Although she made every effort to recapture some of her previous feelings, it ultimately wasn't the same.

To put it bluntly, in her eyes, her world was only made up of various distinct ripples.

But she herself re-interpreted and transformed them into experiences similar to human senses.

She was never aloof; on the contrary, she always longed to integrate with everyone. It's just that her world was ultimately different.

Even Gongsun Ying might not be able to fully understand.

Thinking about this, Lin Qianxuan suddenly used the Eyes of Death.

His eyes became hollow, and tentacles extended out from them.

Gongsun Yue's expression changed slightly. Although she already knew Lin Qianxuan had a Talent like hers, seeing it again still left her a bit surprised and puzzled.

She couldn't figure out why Lin Qianxuan was displaying the Eyes of Death at this moment.

"Actually, I wasn't used to it at first, but later it got much better. Besides, it was Yue'Er who taught me how to use it," Lin Qianxuan said aloud.

"I taught you, Sir?"

Gongsun Yue was confused, her expression growing more puzzled.

"Yes, but you don't remember," Lin Qianxuan smiled.

He restrained the Eyes of Death, a hint of recollection in his eyes.

Gongsun Yue sat beside Lin Qianxuan, seeming to understand what he meant.

Though, that speculation was a bit too far-fetched.

Yet Lin Qianxuan's demeanor unmistakably indicated he was speaking the truth.

"You look very tired, Sir," Gongsun Yue said.

"I am, a little bit."

Lin Qianxuan made a gesture with his right hand as if holding a universe between his fingers.

Yet his eyes revealed deep exhaustion.

"In that case, Sir, why don't you have a good rest?" Gongsun Yue suggested.

"I can't, I don't have the chance," Lin Qianxuan shook his head, full of fatigue. "It's already the last time..."

These words, nearly hammering the truth directly in Gongsun Yue's face, further solidified her thoughts.

At the same time, looking at Lin Qianxuan's tired gaze, she inexplicably felt a twinge of heartache.

Lin Qianxuan's attention was on the Misty Qi surrounding Gongsun Yue, and at this moment some blue Misty Qi fell onto him.

His heart gleamed with joy; this performance was accurate.

To deceive someone, one must use the truth.

The more authentic, the better, but not reveal everything.

It's best when key parts are left to others to fill in with their imagination.

This is how to achieve the best effect.

Lin Qianxuan was quite grateful for the acting skills he honed over the years scraping by in society.

Otherwise, he might not have successfully deceived Gongsun Yue.

Her perception was too keen, even a slightly false word would have revealed the discord.

Lin Qianxuan looked up, at the moon in the sky, his eyelids started to droop.

Suddenly, he directly entered a dormant state, his body leaning towards Gongsun Yue, resting on her shoulder.

"Sir?"

Gongsun Yue was startled, but upon realizing Lin Qianxuan was merely asleep, she relaxed.

After hesitating for a moment, she didn't push Lin Qianxuan away but instead gently laid him on her lap.

Being asleep was genuine, Gongsun Yue wasn't to be fooled by feigned slumber.

Lin Qianxuan was betting on this goodwill; Gongsun Yue wouldn't disregard him.

Gongsun Yue gazed at Lin Qianxuan, as her mind visualized the ripples she perceived into an image—a very young and handsome face, seemingly even younger than her.

Although Lin Qianxuan's youthful appearance was due to the Dragon Bloodline, she didn't feel it wrong. Gongsun Ying was twenty-seven, Gongsun Yue just over twenty-five, nearly twenty-six, whereas Lin Qianxuan was only just twenty-five this year.

Truthfully, he should be calling the two sisters "elder sisters."

Such a thought only deepened Gongsun Yue's compassion.

She didn't know how Lin Qianxuan managed it or why he had to do it, but she presumed he had been trying very hard to save this world.

How many times must he have repeated it to so skilfully persuade so many, learn so much, conveniently rescuing members of the Rebel Army?

Yet, is this the last time?

Gongsun Yue looked up, the moon's light dimmed by the obscuring haze.

Her heart felt somewhat heavy as she lowered her eyes to glance at the dormant Lin Qianxuan.

Sir, has he almost forgotten his family and friends, lovers, throughout these countless times, yet still couldn't change the outcome?

"Have a good rest. If you really can't, then welcome the demise with a smile," Gongsun Yue murmured softly.

Unconsciously, the connection between Gongsun Yue's Misty Qi and Lin Qianxuan increased a little.

If he could see it, he would notice the connection had reached thirty-six percent.

It turns out Lin Qianxuan's thinking was right; sometimes, leaving some gaps is actually beneficial.

Imagination is a very interesting thing.

If well guided, people will automatically fill in the story based on available information, and over time, they'll believe more firmly in the story they've created.

At this moment, Lin Qianxuan barely needed to take action anymore, as Gongsun Yue had already self-initiated her own strategy.

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