He suddenly awoke.
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.
