Those dreams dissipated once again, everything in the dream became blurry, but some things had already gradually changed. Before that woman in purple appeared, he was emotionless, he was cold, he held contempt for everything in his heart, and even had a bit of weariness towards life. Because he was so confused, not knowing where he came from, nor his origin, he was aware he had lost something very important. To describe it specifically, it was probably the ’humanity’ of being human. Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness—he could laugh, he could grieve, but deep down he was always aloof, as if his soul had drifted out of his body, watching his shell perform a play among all living beings. He placed all his attention on Jiangnan, on the Seventh Princess, because the feeling of revulsion from his heart made his mood no longer heavy, allowing him to try to see himself as a person, as someone like everyone else. Only when that feeling of revulsion appeared would he feel—ah, it turns out he was truly alive, not just a walking corpse without likes or dislikes, without any emotion. Moreover, for him, focusing his attention on the Seventh Princess had another benefit. Back when he was with that woman in purple in the Golden Triangle, he knew that his body wasn’t under his control. For instance, back then when he had strangled her neck in a fury, he intended to strangle her to death, but no matter how firm his resolve was, he couldn’t do it. His hands didn’t respond, he couldn’t control his body, so he could only steer it away from people who could potentially influence him. And now, after waking from the dream, even though he still didn’t remember everything in the dream clearly, it was as if a gate had opened, and the emotions that had been confined were gradually awakening. He still found her a stranger, but his heart was no longer cold, there began to be warmth inside. A soft touch brushed his lips, and he heard the woman’s gentle sigh by his ear. This kiss made him feel cherished. He didn’t open his eyes, remained still, but in his mind, he recalled how ruthless and mercilessly she had shot Lu Yuanyuan yesterday. She probably didn’t know how beautiful she was at that moment, and in front of her, he found it hard to control his limbs. Blocking Lu Yuanyuan’s chain for her was merely a reflex of his body. But afterward, she protected him, she protected him like that, and perhaps he had never been protected by anyone like that before. Since then, her graceful silhouette lingered in his heart, and now he was thinking, if there was another chance, if he could control his body, were he to encounter the same situation, would he stand by and do nothing or stand by her unwaveringly? He thought he would surely stand by her unwaveringly, preferring to get hurt himself to keep her safe. Not for anything else, but for her swift and fierce beauty, which was the most beautiful scene he had seen in so long. Dong Huiying did not stay with him for long, Lu Yinyin was considered a potential threat, and the Mist Capital was not safe now. The enemy is hidden while we are exposed, and coupled with the enmity between her and Lu Yinyin, if Lu Yinyin took advantage of her absence to act against Shu Yu, it would be detrimental. Shu Yu was unlike Zhi Chen, Shu Yu had no ability to protect herself. So she left the Bell Tower as lightly as she had come. She didn’t know that after she left, the man slowly sat up, gently touching the corner of his lips where she had kissed, and suddenly a faint smile appeared, and if it weren’t for the deep night, one would surely see his ear tips turned red because of the kiss. Long after, he closed his eyes, silently making a decision in his heart...