The moonlight penetrated the curtain and illuminated the entire room. Little by little, that silver light descended on the figure on top of the bed, unveiling the man's exquisite side profile.
Ryan's hair grew longer at a bewildering speed, sprawled behind him like flowing water. His emerald eyes had a tinge of silver, and they were staring at Jihun with so much hatred.
"Xiao Feng..."
"Don't utter my name with your dirty mouth, Long Yuan." He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and slowly swept his surrounding. "You tried something so impossible. Haven't you had enough? I needed my and my child's souls to enter the afterlife, forever leaving the cycle of reincarnation, but, all this time, you bounded us and kept us locked. Aren't you satisfied?"