After falling asleep, Yuan returned to the realm of dreams once again, and the first thing he noticed was the handsome man from before, but he was sitting on a large boulder with a lonely expression on his face as he gazed at the drifting clouds.
When Yuan saw his expression, all thoughts of trying to disturb his peace disappeared, and Yuan patiently stood there.
"It feels great to finally start moving again, huh?" The handsome man suddenly spoke, his gaze still at the sky.
"Are you responsible for my sudden recovery?" Yuan asked him.
The handsome man turned to look at him and said, "Me? I am merely an imagination in your dreams. How could I possibly do that?"
"Even though you're strong?" Yuan said.
The handsome man laughed a little before speaking, "There are things even the strongest beings in the universe cannot achieve."
"If you're not responsible for my recovery, then who— or what is?"