lt;The Pocket Dimens

The thin young man was beaten, his head bloodied. He lay on the ground, curled up, clutching his head and trembling violently.,"This damn troublemaker, daring to pretend to be dead and scare me I'll beat him until his mother wouldn't recognize him.",A sharp pain erupted in Yan Xiaoshi's head, his vision blurring. Fragments of memories, alien and unwelcome, flooded his mind like a raging torrent, overwhelming him.。