Inside was a beautiful lady lying on the stone bed, dressed all in white. Her hair was pure silky white in color, scattered all over the stone pillow; she looked as if she were in a deep hibernation. Her cherry lips were painted a rose red, and she appeared breathtaking, with both hands resting on her flat tummy she look gentle just like an angel.
Looking at the lady, Han Jun felt a slight headache. He frowned and stared longer, and suddenly, blurry memories began flashing in his head. He couldn't see who was in those images, but he could hear the voices.
"I transformed! Master, I transformed!"
"Do you want to go back home now, since you are better?"
"I will visit my sister, but Master, can I ask you something?"
"Mm."
"Master, can... can I be your wife as well?"
"You want to be my wife?"
"Yes... I want to call you my husband too."
"I will surely grant your wish if you manage to break through to the Undead Stage."
