The gentle breezes seemed to be the only natural order at work in this dimension. 

“You’re here.” A feeble voice greeted Li Qiye. The speaker must have one foot in the grave.

“Indeed.” Li Qiye continued to relax in his chair.

A decrepit old man rested on the other chair. One could mistake him for a corpse if he didn’t speak earlier. He didn’t open his mouth; the words seemed to be traveling with the winds like the whispers of a spirit.

“Death draws near for me.” His voice didn’t only permeate the ears but also the very soul of listeners.

“You’ll live for three to five more epochs.” Li Qiye replied softly. Nonetheless, he seemed to have made...