Feng Huan picked up the fake lotus ring. His past memories felt like a dream kept hidden away until it was time to remember it.
"What do you want to do?" Xiong Jingfei asked, taking a seat that faced Yin Yuan and Feng Huan.
"I…" Feng Huan trailed off his sentence. He confidently answered that he was "General Feng Huan," but he wasn't sure what he wanted out from remembering his past. He squeezed the ring to keep his cool, "Haah."
He hired someone to draw the ring that he described from his dream. Then went to the extent of making it too, but he would never have guessed this was the result of it.
"Tell me how I should feel…" Feng Huan traced his fingers across his neck as warm droplets of water slipped down his chin. "I-I… I don't want to make the same mistake… I..."