Chapter 300: The Plague in Shuliang City
Qin Feng was instantly awakened, gasping for breath.
“Young Master, did you have a nightmare?” Qing’er, who was cleaning the room, asked with concern.
Qin Feng turned his head and looked around, and it was already dawn before he knew it.
He rubbed his head and replied softly, “It’s nothing.”
That dream was too real, and now he seemed to be able to smell the rotten stench and blood in his nostrils.
Why would he have such a dream for no reason?
Qin Feng felt inexplicably anxious; after all, the last time he dreamt of his wife going through a calamity, it turned out to be true.
He also worried that the contents of this dream might be similarly real.
But what he saw in the dream was too little; how could he know where that was?