When I arrived at the company in the morning, I felt vaguely uneasy.

The couple often appears in my dreams, but it was the first time they were so close, like last night.

Just as I stepped through the company's gate, in the next instant, a black qi rushed towards me, and cracks appeared in space, pulling me inward with a force.

What is happening?

I struggled desperately, but fortunately, a figure suddenly appeared behind me, pulling me back from the rift, and at the same time, raising their hand and emitting a golden light.

"Evil disperses, Dao Qi remains!"

The black qi vanished, and I steadied myself against their chest, turning around in a state of shock.

The man behind me had sharp eyebrows and eyes, his gaze falling on the dissipated black qi, then shifting to me.

Before I could thank him, I saw him raise his hand and swiftly knock me unconscious.

???

"Ye You'an, wake up! How can you still be sleeping in the early morning?"

I opened my eyes and found myself slumped on the office desk, with a colleague next to me pushing me.

"Where is that fierce handsome guy just now?"

The colleague looked at me with a strange look and said, "What kind of dream did you have? Hurry up, the big boss is here, we're having a meeting right away."

So, it was another dream. I breathed a sigh of relief and remembered Sang Yan, who appeared in my dream last night, while also glancing at the opposite side.

"Where's Sang Yan? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"

The colleague paused, looking at me in surprise.

"Sang Yan resigned yesterday, and we even had a farewell dinner in the evening. What happened to you this morning?"

Is that so?

I asked cautiously, "Where did you have the dinner? I can't remember."

The colleague showed me a group photo of the dinner.

The background was a popular street stall that we often frequented, with Sang Yan sitting in the middle and me sitting two seats away from her.

We were all smiling brightly in the photo, but a chill rose from the soles of my feet.

I was certain that at that time yesterday, I was at home.

If what they said was true, then who was the person in the photo that looked like me?

Could it be that I've crossed over into a parallel dimension?

As I entered the conference room, I was racking my brain trying to recall whether I had attended the farewell dinner last night. Suddenly, the surroundings fell quiet.

I looked up and saw a sharply dressed man walking in from the door, his face like jade and his eyes shining like stars.

But... isn't this the man who saved me in my dream?

I gasped and quietly asked my colleague next to me, "Who is this person?"

The colleague leaned over and whispered, "He's the boss! He's been busy lately and hasn't come to the company. I wonder who's in trouble this time."

I was shocked. Was this the Yan Jianghan they referred to as the living Yan Wang (King of Hell)?

This is really strange.

First, I dreamt about my colleague, and now I dreamt about the boss. Should I find someone to read my fortune?

Thinking this, I raised my head and accidentally met Yan Jianghan's gaze.

There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and I quickly lowered my head. Before long, his gaze shifted away.

Before I could even let out a sigh of relief, the meeting had ended, and I was called into the boss's office.

My colleague looked at me with pity and said, "You're done for, he must have caught you sleeping."

Is that so?

I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling a strange pain there.