Han Jun opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar dark place. "Is this judgment hell?" he wondered.
"You are finally here," a female melodic voice echoed, and a lady with crimson eyes came into view. "Wow... you managed to keep me waiting for so long; that's not fair." She smiled seductively.
"Who are you?" Han Jun asked, furrowing his brows.
"Who am I? Come on, you are me, and I want you to surrender your soul to me. Don't worry about your women; I will surely take care of them for you. I will also earn titles for you." The crimson-eyed lady stepped forward, a sweet smile hanging on her lips.
Han Jun's brows knitted tightly. "You must be kidding me."
"Han Jun! I am the real Han Jun. You are just a little soul with no cultivation; you are the last piece of a soul that desired women. Let me become you. Life will be better with me taking over your body."
"Shut up!" Han Jun shouted, covering his ears.
