Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

When Song Zhiyan opened his eyes again, he had already left the illusion.

At this moment, a masked man in black was standing in front of him.

Before he could react, he was slapped to the ground by the other party's sleeve.

"Are you the Demon Lord?"

The man asked in a cold voice.

They had never met before, so why was the other party so hostile to him?

Song Zhiyan covered his chest to calm down his internal injuries. He stood up and replied, "That's right. I wonder who you are."

Yu Qianlin stared at his face for a moment, and it really looked like they were cast in the same mold.

"What's your name? Tell me and I will tell you."

Song Zhiyan said coldly: "How can you know my name?"

"I know even if you don't tell me, your name is Song Zhi... Yan."

Song Zhiyan's eyes widened when he heard this. "I never tell anyone my name. How did you know it?"

"That's true."

Yu Qianlin smiled and said, "The Demon Lord is too impatient. I was just saying it casually, but you admitted it so quickly."

He heard the name Song Zhiyan by chance when Song Zhili had a nightmare.

Judging from the power of the previous attack, Song Zhiyan knew that he was no match for this man.

There's no way to solve it by force, so now we can only talk about it calmly.

"Now that you know my name, you should introduce yourself."

"I still have your demon wolf with me. You just agreed to cooperate with me a while ago. Have you forgotten about it so quickly?"

Song Zhiyan frowned, "Are you the owner of this Fantasy Beast Forest?"

Yu Qianlin patted his sleeves and walked beside the other person with a look of disgust on his face.

"But now I regret cooperating with you."

"What does the Immortal Lord mean by this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhiyan's neck was strangled fiercely.

"what for?"

Yu Qianlin sneered, "You trapped my beloved in a nightmare and made him feel heartbroken. What do you think I mean by that?"

Song Zhiyan was completely confused.

"First of all, I don't know who the Immortal Venerable's sweetheart is. Secondly, I don't know what you are talking about."

"It doesn't matter. The Demon Lord doesn't have to know, but if you want to live, you have to listen to him obediently."

Yu Qianlin's eyes at this moment were sharper than the tip of a cold knife.

Even a cold-blooded man like Song Zhiyan felt a chill in his bones when he was looked at by the other party in such a look.

After he was silent for a moment, the other party finally let him go.

"I wonder who the Immortal Venerable is talking about?"

Yu Qianlin said: "The man who claims to be your brother has a heart disease, and this heart disease is all caused by you. If you dare to make him sad again, I will hold you accountable."

After leaving these words, the other person's figure disappeared in front of him.

Song Zhiyan thought back to the person he had just seen in the illusion. The other person's expression when he first saw him was indeed not right.

He was obviously very sad, but he had to hide it in front of her.

He didn't dare to cry or shed tears, and he just responded to whatever I said with a smile on his face.

Not refutating, not resisting, being so obedient, it doesn't even seem like an emotion a normal person should have.

Could it be that he really has some relationship with that person named Song Zhili...

But why can't he remember anything at all?

Song Zhiyan patted his aching head. No matter what the reason was, he really should figure it out.

In fact, even without Yu Qianlin's warning, he had no intention of ignoring Song Zhili.

After all, when someone who looked so similar to him and even had a name that was so coincidental suddenly appeared next to him, how could he not be suspicious?

Forget it, don't think about this.

He decided to go and see how his pet's training was going recently.

……

People trapped in an illusion often cannot perceive the passage of time.

In fact, only two days had passed outside, but to the people in the illusion, it seemed as if more than ten years had passed.

Song Zhili stayed with that imaginary brother from the time he was twelve years old until he was twenty-seven years old.

The time spent here seemed to make up for the empty and confused fifteen years he had spent in reality.

Once he lay in bed waiting for his brother to wake him up. When his brother didn't wake him up, he would use his ultimate skills: crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang himself.

But now, he is the one who gets up early every day to wake up his brother.

Song Zhili prepared the water for washing his face and cleaned the house.

After finishing, he ran into the next room.

"Brother, the sun is shining on your butt. If you don't get up now, you'll be late for court."

In the illusion, Song Zhiyan grew up to be a great general, made countless military achievements, and became famous.

Song Zhili opened a restaurant with several of his former subordinates, and he was very uncomfortable just being the hands-off boss every day.

Life can be described as comfortable and peaceful.

Song Zhiyan sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked like he wanted to take a nap.

"Why do I have to go to court every day? Damn it, I'm dying of exhaustion. How can I fight in the future?"

Song Zhili smiled and said, "Brother, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Anyway, I'm here, so you won't starve to death."

"That sounds nice. Didn't you say yesterday that you had a crush on a girl?"

"She's not some girl. She's the most beautiful dancer in the restaurant next door. I'm planning to pry her over to our place."

Although Song Zhili had never seen the courtesan, in just a few days, the neighboring family lost many of their customers because of this courtesan.

How could he just sit there and do nothing? If he waited any longer, his restaurant would have to close down.

Song Zhiyan had already put on his clothes and washed up.

He walked over, patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Ali, it's time for you to save some money for your wedding gift. If you like her, go after her. It doesn't matter if she's an otaku or not."

Song Zhili said coquettishly: "As expected, my brother understands me the best."

The longer he lived here, the more he couldn't tell whether this was reality or an illusion.

As time went by, he even began to regard everything that was happening now as real.

In the evening, Song Zhili went to the neighbor's house to eat and listen to music.

After eating for a whole morning, they finally waited for their courtesan to come out.

When he saw the woman in red on the stage, he immediately spat out the tea in his mouth.

Isn’t this woman the tall and beautiful lady whom he was about to confess his love to before his death?

To be honest, Song Zhili still misses this woman.

After all, it's rare to fall in love at first sight. When you meet someone you like, you end up losing them before you even have the chance to express your feelings.

How could he not have regrets?

No matter what he said this time, he had to say that he loved her.

Even if the other person doesn't accept you, it's always much more comfortable than keeping regrets in your heart.

Because for some things, if they are dealt with over a long distance, the process is obviously no longer important.

The important thing is to put a perfect end to this matter, so that everything has a beginning and an end, leaving no regrets.

Besides, he must pry this woman over to his side!