The Guests

While Lan and Xue Wei were fully focused on cultivation, the branch leader was seated in his office, deep in thought. He knew that he had to contact the woman first, the one whom they called Li Zhiqing, but he knew as Mo Lian.

In the painting, which Xue Wei had drawn, he could see her gentleness, and her soft temperament. She was indeed a beauty made from water, with a lovable disposition.

If not for the remarkably similar facial features, the branch leader would never have connected this gentle woman with Mo Lian.

Mo Lian was the leader of another region. To reach this top spot within the Ghost Realm, one had to be ruthless and calculating. How were the two going to react when the person they had searched for happened to be so different from the one they had known?

The branch leader could not help but sigh in regret. The Ghost Realm truly changed everyone who came inside. You lost your memories, and along with it, your humanity as well.