"Brother Chen! Brother Chen!" A voice called out near Yang Chen's ear.
Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, seeing Zhang Shaoting calling out to him.
Yang Chen was somewhat confused, but found his face covered in tear stains.
Zhang Shaoting said, "Brother Chen, there is something wrong with this tomb! It pulls people into the strong obsession of the tomb's owner. I found myself becoming a guard on the battlefield, with many people trying to kill me! I've encountered this kind of situation before; it's likely caused by the owner's strong obsession combined with changes in the magnetic field, leading us into the owner's obsession. It's easy to lose oneself inadvertently!"
Yang Chen nodded slightly, his heart still heavy with sadness.
In his mind, the scene of Yu Ji in red clothes committing suicide with a sword kept replaying, along with the unfulfilled ambitions by the Wujiang River.
At this moment, a song involuntarily came to Yang Chen's mind.
I stand in the fierce wind
