Chapter Four: Two Zhou Jibais

Zhou Jibai finished tapping his chest three times. The rookies in the practice room took it for a champion's eccentricity. Shen Yan stood. “Where did you learn that?” “In a dream.” Zhou Jibai studied him. “There's a city where districts lose power when their teams lose matches. A man with my face told me that when I saw you again, I should ask one thing. Do you still remember what your mother said?” Lin Qi shut the practice-room door. Shen Yan's right hand closed into a fist. If Zhou worked for Qiao Mi, he should not know precisely which memory had been deleted. If he was White Duke, he should not be standing here in daylight. “How long have you dreamed about him?”