Chapter 37: Great Harvest, Legacy Skill!

The office was dead silent.

The clock on the wall clicked from 19:08 to 19:09. Chen Yan had initiated his time travel exactly at 19:08.

"Was it just another empty dream?" he murmured.

He had spent nearly three hours on Shuiyi Street, even catching a half-hour nap at the Inn during that time. Yet, upon returning, he discovered that less than a minute had passed in reality.

Even though this was his second time experiencing this jarring sense of detachment, he still couldn't quite get used to it.

Exhaling heavily, he couldn't help but recall Gu Tingyuan, who had died right in front of him just "moments" ago. In the end, the man had left behind his name—written in his own blood.

This journey hadn't been particularly harrowing, and he had encountered far fewer people than his last trip. However, Chen Yan's heart was exceptionally heavy right now; his emotions were even more tangled than when he had narrowly escaped death the first time.