"Liang Yueming..."
Huh? That seems to be Han Bing's voice. Am I hallucinating? I look down at Han Bing lying on the ground; she shows no sign of waking up. What's going on?
"Liang Yueming..."
No, this couldn't be a hallucination. I heard it clearly, it was Han Bing calling me.
"Hey, why aren't you responding when I call you?" Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, and when I sharply turned around, I saw Han Bing standing behind me with a grin.
"You..." I looked at Han Bing behind me and then at Han Bing lying on the ground. Had she... had she died? No, that couldn't be right; she was still breathing, which meant that the Han Bing behind me wasn't a complete Primordial Spirit but rather one of the three souls.
"What's happened to you?"
"I'm fine, what about you? You seem a bit unhappy?" Han Bing cocked her head to one side and stared at me with some confusion.
"How did your soul leave your body?" I asked in surprise.
