Fire-type? Dark-type?

When Lu Hao opened his eyes and saw that he was lying on a traditional-style carved-wood bed, he knew that he was inside a room in Lu Mansion.

So he had not died, after all? And he did not transform into a zombie either?

Lu Hao had no idea how many days he had been unconscious for, but his body did not feel tired at all. Instead, he was… full of energy?

He looked at the red-brown plume of fire burning in his right hand. Was he so full of energy that he had spontaneously combusted?

"Lu Hao, are you awake?" Su Jin ran into the room and immediately saw Lu Hao looking at his hand in confusion. There was a flame she had never seen before blazing on his hand.

However, the two of them soon forgot all about the flame because Lu Hao realized that Su Jin was crying again.

"Don't cry."

Lu Hao used his lips to kiss away her years. Even Lil Jin's years tasted sweet to him.