“Ah Zhi, we’ve all had a rare chance to get together today, and we’d like to hear about your amazing adventures.”

Zhao Yanting looked at him expectantly, her eyes shining.

Qi Muzhi was taken aback. Indeed, his experience was beyond what most people expected, no wonder they were curious. He was happy to tell his good friend about his love story.

From another perspective, it's like announcing to others that she's taken. However, letting others hear her story for nothing isn't her usual style.

"I can speak for you. But what kind of price are you prepared to pay?"

“I can help you get Yu Fan on board,” Zhao Yanting quickly said.

"I can help you come up with a plan."

"When you visit Miss Yang's family in a few days, I'll prepare a gift for you."

"I can help you come up with a plan to make Miss Yang yours as soon as possible."

Seeing his friends eagerly making promises, Qi Muzhi thought about it and decided it wasn't a bad deal at all. So he sat down and began to recount their love story.

"Actually, the world I went to this time wasn't the first one. As you all know, the dreams I had recently took place in different worlds within different dreamscapes. And this time, unexpectedly, my memories from the previous worlds resurfaced. I've been to ancient times, the modern era, and the apocalypse. Each time, I used a different identity and had a different appearance. Yi'er and I started to develop feelings for each other in the third world, but due to the repeated separations, our relationship fell into doubt and fear. We were afraid that we couldn't truly be together. You could say that our true love blossomed in the apocalypse. That world was just like the one described in the novel. People lost their five senses because of a virus, and I was unlucky enough to be one of the forces behind the apocalypse. Yi'er was a zombie. One of the first zombies... In the end, we conquered the world together and got together. The reason I was able to find her was because she told me everything at the end. That's how I learned everything. This time, the world I went to can be considered a parallel world. My identity is that of an underground king. And Yi'er's identity is that of a special police officer. Her mission was to capture me and bring me to justice... and so I came back!"

Qi Muzhi's voice was clear and melodious, like spring water tinkling against stones, clean and magnetic, as she recounted her experiences in a calm and unhurried manner. When she spoke of sweet moments, her entire demeanor changed; she was no longer indifferent or cold. Her face radiated happiness, like the quiet warmth of spring.

...

After Qi Muzhi stopped talking, the others were still not fully recovered from the ups and downs, the twists and turns, and the magnificent love story. They smacked their lips, looking like they wanted more.

This love story is probably the most exciting and beautiful love story ever told.

Unfortunately, Miss Yang did not return with him and is still trapped in another world.

"You absolutely must not tell anyone about this. Because in this world, the last thing people like to discuss is supernatural and bizarre stuff, and science is paramount. We should just treat it as a story."

Qi Muzhi greeted them, fearing that one of them might be out of their mind and cause trouble.

"Don't worry, brothers, don't you know us? But Miss Yang hasn't returned yet. How long will it take?"

"I'm not sure either, but after I've recovered and visited Yi'er's family, I'll set off again."

He picked up his water glass, slowly took a sip of boiled water, and looked at the others.

"You absolutely must not tell Yu Fan about Yi'er's matter, I'm afraid he might do something."

"Um!"

"You guys go back, I also have some things to take care of."

"Okay! If you need anything, just give me a call, I'll definitely do my best to help."

"Thanks!"

“We’re all good brothers. It’s normal for us to do something for your happiness.”

"Then we're leaving. Take care of yourself." After saying that, the group left in a hurry, leaving only Qi Muzhi in the bright and luxurious living room.

He got up and glanced at Suiyi again, then went out to put on his coat, intending to visit Grandpa Yang first and sound him out.

Driving all the way to Grandpa Suiyi's house, Qi Muzhi, guided by the servants, found Grandpa Yang observing something in the study.

"Sir, I apologize for my intrusion in coming to pay you a visit. I wonder if you mind?"

Qi Muzhi looked at Grandpa Yang with sincerity, because he had come to respect him as his own grandfather!

"Haha! It's Xiao Qi! Come quick, you've come at the right time. I found an antique at the antique market a few days ago, can you help me check if it's real or fake?"

Upon seeing that it was Qi Muzhi, Grandpa Yang stroked his beard happily and pulled him in front of a blue and white porcelain vase.

"Can you help me find out where this vase came from?"

Qi Muzhi smiled and nodded, beginning to appreciate the item.

Qi Muzhi had learned a thing or two from a master appraiser in the antique world and had some knowledge of antiques and calligraphy.

"This vase is a Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain. It has a bluish-white glaze that is lustrous and transparent. You can see a fine layer of patina on the surface of the body. The glaze is not smooth and feels uneven to the touch. The body and glaze have a slight bluish tint, a warm and slightly pale blue. Except for the foot rim, which is a watery green, the body and glaze often appear pale ivory, sometimes milky white. The color varies slightly with changes in humidity and temperature. Yuan Dynasty blue and white vases and jars, when viewed under oblique light, will show irregular, off-white silk-like streaks, also known as glaze patterns. There are no bubbles on the underglaze blue of the Yuan Dynasty. When the temperature is high, the body and glaze appear dry, but sometimes a slight sweating phenomenon may occur. The color of the Yuan Dynasty glaze seems to have a lively quality. So, Grandpa Yang, the piece you found is an antique from the Yuan Dynasty, worth around 20 million."

After observing for a while, Qi Muzhi understood and told Old Master Yang everything.

"Haha! I knew I wasn't wrong, that's what I thought too."

"Grandpa Yang is indeed as vigorous as ever, with his spirit undiminished."

"Oh? Do you know how imposing I was back then?"

"I often heard my grandfather talk about how Grandpa Yang was a hero who dominated the area when he was young. At that time, few people could match Grandpa Yang."

"Haha! Why are you being unusually sweet-talking this time? Did you try some honey?"

When Grandpa Yang heard that someone admired him so much, especially since it was a junior he valued, he felt quite proud.

"In the hearts of the younger generation, the old man is a true hero."

"How does that compare to your grandfather?"

"Of course, they are the two heroes of yesteryear!"

"Well, you're quite the clever and quick-witted kid. You praised my grandfather without offending him. Not bad at all."

"That's because Grandpa Yang gave me excellent guidance."

"Alright, stop with the nonsense. I'm thirsty, young man. Could you make me some tea so I can see if your skills have improved?"

"yes!"

After Qi Muzhi finished speaking, he walked to the tea set that had been set out to the side and began to brew tea.