The Great Dream God

In this ever-changing world, the relationship between people has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes. The current Elder Situ no longer has the prestige he once had. He had to put aside his former pride and beg Princess Ziyang humbly. It was because their fates were already like grasshoppers on a rope, closely connected and inseparable.

In the past, Elder Situ was attached to Zhang Tianlong. That time might be the most glorious moment in his life. At that time, relying on Zhang Tianlong's power, he could call the wind and rain and enjoy unlimited glory. However, as time passed and things changed, that glorious past was like a flash in the pan, fleeting. Now, he can no longer return to the past state, and the glory of the past has become a thing of the past.

Now, his only support is Princess Ziyang. Princess Ziyang's power is at its peak. In this world, she has absolute say. Her words can determine the fate of many people. For Elder Situ, Princess Ziyang's attitude is crucial. If she wants to abandon Elder Situ, it is just a piece of cake, just like discarding a useless object. Elder Situ knows his situation very well. He carefully caters to Princess Ziyang, fearing that if he is not careful, he will be ruthlessly abandoned and fall into a place of no return.

Elsewhere in Kyoto, Meng Jin and Zhang Tianlong had just experienced a thrilling incident. The originally quiet wooden house was engulfed by the flames of the explosion in an instant, and the scene was in a mess.

Zhang Tianlong managed to escape at the critical moment, but his body and mind were greatly traumatized. His heart was filled with anger and disbelief, and he was furious at Elder Situ's betrayal. "He has been my best friend for many years, and I never thought that he would betray us so cruelly!" He gritted his teeth and roared, his voice full of pain and disappointment. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul, with endless grief and indignation.

His eyes revealed the despair after being betrayed, a pain that went deep into his bones. The trust and friendship that he once had turned into nothing at this moment, making him feel extremely confused and helpless. He stared blankly at the ruins, recalling every bit of his past with Elder Situ, and the pain in his heart became more and more intense.

"We have been through so many ups and downs together. I have always regarded him as my closest friend, but why did he do this?" Zhang Tianlong murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement. He could not understand why Elder Situ, who had fought side by side with him and shared his heart with him, suddenly betrayed them and pushed them into such a dangerous situation. At this moment, he seemed to be in the abyss of darkness, unable to find a glimmer of light and hope.

Meng Jin looked solemn, walked forward hurriedly, and comforted Zhang Tianlong softly: "Human beings are the most complex and changeable existence in this world. Years pass by silently like flowing water, and the world is like a game of chess, unpredictable. In this long river of time, the vicissitudes of many human affairs are enough to make countless people lose themselves in this vast world and forget their original intentions. Elder Situ may have had justice and conscience in his heart, but in the end he was swallowed up by endless greed and imprisoned by the abyss of desire like a black hole, and he has fallen into a place of no return!" Although Meng Jin's words were as calm as water, they were like an undercurrent at the bottom of a deep pool, containing endless depth and helplessness.

Zhang Tianlong gritted his teeth, his facial muscles trembling slightly with anger. He said angrily: "I absolutely cannot believe that all my close friends will betray me! I will never reconcile! I must find other friends who truly treat me and seek their help!" His eyes flashed with a firm light like stars, and that light carried his last glimmer of expectation for true friendship, like a bright lamp in the dark night, even in this stormy moment, it still burned tenaciously and refused to go out.

Meng Jin frowned, his two sword-like eyebrows seemed to condense a thousand sorrows, and he thought to himself: "Zhang Tianlong seems strong, but in fact he is still deeply trapped in the quagmire of past friendship and can't extricate himself. He is like a lonely boat lost in the vast ocean, stubbornly watching the warm harbor that has long disappeared, immersed in illusory fantasies and unable to wake up. In this situation, if he doesn't thoroughly understand the cruelty of reality, he will be trapped in that illusory obsession forever and cannot break free."

Soon, Meng Jin and Zhang Tianlong, like two flies without guidance, ran around in the prosperous yet strange city of Kyoto. The streets and alleys of Kyoto were crowded with people, but their hearts were full of confusion and anxiety. With a glimmer of hope, they went to look for Zhang Tianlong's former friends, hoping to get some help from them to solve the current dilemma.

They entered the houses of their friends with great anticipation. The vermilion gates and towering walls all showed the wealth and majesty of these families. However, what awaited them was a reality as cold as an ice cellar. Those who had once drank and talked happily with Zhang Tianlong and called him brothers, now left him one after another like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Some people, with stern faces and undisguised determination in their eyes, ruthlessly drew a line between themselves and Zhang Tianlong, as if they had never had such a deep friendship. Those cold words pierced Zhang Tianlong's heart like a sharp arrow: "From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other, don't bother me anymore!"

Some people were embarrassed and tactfully advised him to leave Kyoto as soon as possible. Although their words were filled with helplessness and regret, they were more concerned about their own interests. They said worriedly: "Tianlong, this is a place of trouble. You'd better leave quickly and don't bring unnecessary trouble to us." Those seemingly caring words were actually a ruthless trampling on the friendship they once had.

The vows of love and brotherhood seemed so pale and powerless in the face of interests and reality. The betrayal of these people made Zhang Tianlong's heart fall into the abyss, freezing to the bone. And Meng Jin, in these tragedies, became more determined to make Zhang Tianlong face the reality. He knew that only by breaking the illusory fantasy could Zhang Tianlong find himself again and walk out of this dark quagmire.

Zhang Tianlong, who was hit hard, slowly lowered his head. His eyes became empty and lifeless. A mocking look appeared at the corners of his mouth. He muttered to himself: "Some of these people betrayed me without any concealment, while others asked me to leave insincerely for fear that I would implicate them. They have long forgotten the good times we spent together and the friendship between us!" His voice was full of sadness and helplessness, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

Meng Jin looked at Zhang Tianlong's decadent appearance, and a nameless anger surged in his heart: "It's not that we can't do this job well because we don't have anyone to help us! Since no one is willing to lend a hand, we can't take back what originally belonged to us through legitimate means. So now, we will repay tooth for tooth, blood for blood!" His words were like a thunder, exploding in the silent air.

The sky of Kyoto was overcast, as if foreshadowing a storm was coming. Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin looked so small and lonely in this bustling city.