The same nightmare had been haunting him for a while now, so the images had gradually become clearer and clearer. The dreams became especially intense after he met Gu Xijiu. It was so surreal that it felt like it happened only yesterday.
He stared at the starry night sky before raising his hand to take some readings. "Fool! What a fool!" He scornfully said.
Reluctantly, he got up from the bed and tidied up his robes. He turned around and saw a dark shadow lingering in the corner. In fact, it was very well hidden. The darkness was able to conceal its tracks, but not the little source of light on the top of its head.
"Little Black, get over here," Fan Qianshi demanded.
The black shadow made a hiss and did as told, though rather unwillingly. It was the candle dragon.
