Gu Dai's thoughts were clouded by the images in her mind, her expression growing increasingly cold.
The female ghost continued, her voice tinged with a mix of amusement and sadness. "It's laughable, really. After my death, my ex-husband realized that the person he had always loved was me. He was filled with regret, haha, and he imprisoned the woman he loved, blaming her for my death. He sought out masters from all corners, all to bring me back to life."
The ghost sighed, a hint of bitterness in her tone. "In the end, he didn't resurrect me. Instead, he went mad with grief and took his own life. As a ghost, he haunts me every day!"
Song Ling listened, his face gradually turning ashen, as the story sounded eerily familiar.
The ghost appeared conflicted. "I'm so confused now, unsure whether to forgive him or not."
