Until the moment I saw Xie Daoxuan's face, the sweet sound of wind chimes seemed to ring in my ears, and it was also like the sound of melting icicles, crisp and moving.

The doubts that had been lingering in my mind were solved, like a person in the fog suddenly seeing a beacon guiding the way, or like a mess finding the thread.

The problem that had troubled Shen Yunshang for a long time finally came to light. It turned out that Xie Daoxuan was the man in his dream, and it ...