The dreamscape was no longer a foreign place for Shen Qingqiu. He had visited this place more times than he could count, more times than he wanted to. Nevertheless, life had been nothing but peaceful for him in recent years. Once the storm had settled down, he spent most of his days accompanying his beloved husband and disciple as he had promised, often visiting him in the demon realm to stay in the bamboo abode that Luo Binghe had especially prepared for him to reside in. Tonight, too, was supposed to be yet another peaceful night for the two of them. Thus, imagine his surprise when Shen Qingqiu found himself once again trapped in the dreamscape after so long. And this time, the one standing by his side was not the Luo Binghe that he loved, but the genuine one that he feared.