Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

Memories of Xie Xie and Lin Wanqing flooded his mind, making his eyes sting with tears.

Just a second before he was about to lose control, Xie Xie suddenly stood up.

"I...I'll be right back after I go out for a bit!"

His voice was strained, and he barely dared to look Tang Wulin and Gu Yue in the eye. Before he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed out of the shop.

The figure was so hurried it was almost disheveled, even the steps revealed a panicked and helpless state.

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue instinctively wanted to chase after them, but were stopped by Uncle Li, who came out of the kitchen.

"etc!"

The two looked back and saw that Uncle Li had already placed three steaming pots of beef and white rice on the table.

Looking in the direction Xie Xie had disappeared, Uncle Li sighed helplessly, "Sigh, let him be by himself for a while."

Xie Xie ran aimlessly for a while.

Only after confirming that no one was following did he slowly slide down and sit against the cold wall.

Even though he had already absorbed all of the original owner's memories, he still couldn't tell whose it was that churning pain in his heart belonged to.

Is it a wandering soul from another world, or Xie Xie, the original owner of this body?

He was a child who grew up in an orphanage, but through sheer perseverance, he managed to get into a top university.

Xie Xie always thought that he had already developed an indestructible mental defense and had long been accustomed to the loneliness of knowing his own joys and sorrows.

However, in the original owner's memory, his mother Lin Wanqing's gentle smile, which flashed by only briefly, instantly shattered the hard defenses he had built up over the years.

A sudden tingling sensation ran through my nose, and a burning, wet feeling uncontrollably welled up in my eyes.

He had never experienced such delicate and warm maternal love.

No one ever tidied his stray hairs, no one lit a lamp for him at night, and no one cherished him like Lin Wanqing did.

That unfamiliar yet burning tenderness was the original owner's past, but it was a luxury he had never been able to touch in his entire life.

He longed for the maternal love he remembered, yet he was keenly aware that this love did not belong to him.

Xie Xie buried his face in his knees, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, but he bit his lip tightly, not letting a single sob escape his lips.

"Why……"

A soft sigh suddenly echoed in his mind.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a calmness that penetrated the soul, instantly dispelling the chaos and confusion in Xie Xie's mind.

Xie Xie was startled. He looked up, his eyes blurry with tears, and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

"Who?"

He spoke with a mixture of surprise and doubt, his voice still hoarse from crying.

There was no response from his voice; instead, his consciousness seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, suddenly sinking into a deathly darkness.

It was not a terrifying darkness, but an extreme, empty white.

Right in the center of this white chaos, space gently "cracked".

It wasn't an explosive event, but rather like a crack being torn open in the water, revealing a divine dragon whose entire body resembled condensed moonlight.

Its body is huge and serene, and its scales are not ordinary metallic, but have a jade-like texture with a warm silver light.

In the endless white space, its white dragon armor was neither dazzling nor dim, but rather resembled a pure white behemoth guarding time and space.

Its dragon wings were folded behind it, the wing membranes were transparent, and faint silver-gray patterns of light and shadow were interwoven on them.

Its eyes were as deep as the night sky, like two silent silver nebulae, quietly watching Xie Xie.

Deep within the dragon's eyes, Xie Xie could clearly see his own reflection, as well as every moment of his past life.

It was like watching a movie on fast-forward.

From being alone in his past life to being with his partner in this life, everything flowed into his eyes.

The shocking scene before him made Xie Xie subconsciously forget his grief. His Adam's apple bobbed slowly as he swallowed, and he spoke with difficulty, "You, who are you...?"

I have had many names.

A voice suddenly rang in his mind.

The sound was not the deep roar that dragons were used to; instead, it was clear, calm, and carried a sense of holiness and remoteness that transcended all living beings.

[Jormungandr, Zhujiuyin, Chronos... In the myriad planes of time and space, I too have a thousand identities.]

In this dimension, for you, the only thing that is most familiar and most real is—

The voice paused for a moment before slowly continuing:

Dragon of Time and Space

[The sole shadow guard beneath the Dragon God's throne.]

"What the hell?!" Xie Xie's brain CPU completely failed.

Yes, the Dragon of Time and Space is my identity in this dimension.

Xie Xie knew he would awaken the Time-Space Dragon Martial Soul in the future, but no one told him that the Time-Space Dragon was still alive!

Before Xie Xie could fully process the information above, the Time-Space Dragon dropped another bombshell.

It was I who, guided by the very essence of time and space, crossed the barriers of the world to bring your soul to this realm.

"Huh?!" Xie Xie's eyes widened instantly.

"So, you're saying I didn't choke to death on my own water and then win the lottery and time-travel?"

Of course not.

A hint of human helplessness flickered in the Dragon of Time's pupils.

Even if the human body is fragile, it's not so fragile that it can choke to death from a mouthful of water.

"Hehe... Is that so?"

Xie Xie chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head, because it seemed that there were quite a few people in novels who choked to death while drinking water, which led to their transmigration.

"So, it really was you who brought me to this... plane?" Xie Xie asked again to confirm.

That's right.

The Dragon of Time and Space nodded slowly, its wings fluttering gently, and wisps of silver-gray light flashed across its transparent membrane.

After the initial shock, a complex mix of emotions welled up in Xie Xie's heart once again.

"Mainly, I'm a transmigrator, so it's a bit like possessing someone else's body, haha..." Xie Xie scratched his cheek, his tone carrying a heavy feeling that was hard to describe, and forced a smile.

It's not just a little similar, it's exactly like that.

He wasn't some great immortal being; having possessed someone else's body, he still felt somewhat guilty.

【Hey……】

The Dragon of Time and Space sighed softly once more.

Did you know that everyone's soul is unique?

It extended a huge dragon claw, formed from the light of time, and gently pointed it at Xie Xie's chest.

Xie Xie stared blankly down at the scene.

That place is his heart, and also the resting place of his soul.

Of all living beings in the world, if they do not share the same origin and root, if they are not originally one person, their souls can never perfectly merge.

The voice of the Dragon of Time and Space carries a tranquility and solemnity that transcends countless ages.

By what right do you have the power to possess this body?

And by what right can one sense the memories of this body?

[You can merge into this body, inherit its memories, feel the tenderness of your mother Lin Wanqing, and form a true bond with this world—]

There is only one answer to all of this.

The pure white dragon lowered its massive head slightly, and the silver nebula in its eyes reflected Xie Xie's figure with unparalleled clarity.

You are Xie Xie, and Xie Xie is you.