[Time: -41.48.12]
Duanmu Huai was dreaming.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a purely white space—no, it wasn't because the space was purely white in color, but because of dazzling brilliance. There was an entity here whose emitted light illuminated the world before him, plunging it into pure whiteness.
Duanmu Huai knew who he was, for all the scriptures had said that when you saw him, you would naturally know his identity, his title, his existence.
"I really didn't expect you to come find me."
But Duanmu Huai didn't care about this, he just looked at the glowing figure, appearing quite composed.
"What do you want?"
"You shouldn't be here."
The figure spoke—or maybe didn't—but it wasn't important, in any case, Duanmu Huai heard his voice.
"This is not where you should appear, you should return to where you belong."
"Maybe yes, maybe no, what does it matter?"
Duanmu Huai spread his hands.