Volume 2.2 — The Truth!!!
( must have gotten a heart attack in the previous chapter 😜😜 )
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" Bai Lung! Come Help Mommy do the dishes!!! "
The familiar voice, the guide of his dead mom, in the mirror, he was a fresh youth at the age of 16, which meant the next year his mom gonna die, and the following year, he would also die in a car accident.
What is this? He asked himself unable to find the answer.
Was he seriously just dreaming? No! That makes nonsense.
He gently raised his hand and No! He couldn't use aura at all.
He couldn't fathom what was happening.
'Ugh! Don't tell me this is some kind of illusion... ' he thought to himself while he descended through the stairs to the first floor.
' Honey! ' The gentle voice of his mother sounded but, he remained cold and unfazed knowing it was all just an illusion.