Chapitre 112: Secret Disciple's Identity

'ZzZzZzZz.'

Zhao Luo's sleeping sound could be heard in the serenity of his room. 

He was 'just sleeping after a long time and even though he couldn't rate his sleep. But if he could, he would have certainly gone with 9/10.

He had gone to sleep during the daytime and the time Wu Yang had told him to come to the training area was at 12 of the night but Zhao Luo who was dozing off had no clue of the current time.

In his sleep, he had a dream.

A long and senseless dream.

A dream which felt more real than his reality.

(The dream)

"Mister, wake up."

A sound of a man went in his ears as Zhao Luo barely opened his eyes.

'Takuma.'

Zhao Luo wondered as he looked at the face of the person who was calling him 'mister'.

"Where am I?"

Zhao Luo questioned him. He felt like he had a long dream.

(While dreaming he thought he had a dream.)