So it was not a misperception earlier!
Fu Qian was very satisfied with Reginald's answer, even including the tone of voice.
Such an undisguised disgust, revealed by someone who is usually silent and composed, actually added to the credibility of the comment.
At first glance out of the window just now, he vaguely sensed something amiss, but it was difficult to pinpoint what was strange about a completely unfamiliar starry sky, so he casually tested it.
Chaotic and profane, Fu Qian now knew where the problem lay—the starry sky outside had a slightly spurious feel compared to the one seen at The Sect, with a certain deviation present.
So domineering to this extent, that even the dreamscape's starry sky must be accurately real; otherwise, it would be a nightmare?
This level of control over dreams, with only a one-minute limit, is likely connected to the starry sky.
