The figure of Hun moved swiftly, clearly having just left the chair, but when Long Linger focused, he had already shifted instantly to the other doorway...
"Don't go, what's the point of hiding like some coward? If you're really a man, show your true face!" Long Linger shouted.
His figure paused slightly, and after a long time, he slowly turned his head, revealing a face without any features as his silver hair fluttered.
"Ah!!" Long Linger was terrified, she screamed and suddenly opened her eyes.
Where is this? She hugged her quilt and looked around, she was still in the room arranged for her by Steward Stone. She had fallen asleep and when she looked at the clock on the wall, it was already eight in the morning the next day. She got out of bed barefoot, pulled open the heavy velvet curtains, and saw the rain had stopped. The sunshine was bright, and dew shone on the green leaves. She took a deep breath and remembered the dream she just had.
