COMPLETED! --- "From now on, you will not age, nor will you die. From now on, you will witness how people around you die. From now on, you will be the undying Immortal Zhang Hei." --- More than four hundred years ago, Zhang Hei callously swung his sword to separate souls from their bodies, leaving no soul attached to the body in Jiangshi Palace. The massacre triggered severe punishment from the God of Life, and he was cursed to witness the death of the humans around him while he himself would not be able to die. From that day on, Zhang Hei became an immortal who would live forever. Zhang Hei had lived in this world for over four hundred years, and he had witnessed so many deaths over the years. As he continued losing people around him, he felt more and more emptiness in his heart, and he finally begged the God of Life to lift his punishment. He said that he wanted to die, and the God of Life then asked him to meet the God of Death. The God of Death then asked him to find a person. That person was one of the people he killed heartlessly more than four hundred years ago, and after meeting him again, his life started to change. As his life continued to change, Zhang Hei also began to see strange images in his mind that seemed to be part of the past that were erased from his memory by the God of Life, and some unexpected things began to happen in his life. Would the immortal still want to die after he once again reunited with someone from the past? Would he be able to die in the end?
"Uh, it's a bit strange to hear you call me by my full name, Jun. In the past, you never called me that," the girl, Ren Qiao Lian, replied to Jun while bringing her feet closer to Jun who was still standing in front of Lu Ran's desk.
Jun still didn't move from his position, and his body tensed even more as the girl closed the distance between them. Until the girl was standing right in front of him, Jun thought that the oxygen supply around him was running low.
Even so, he was finally able to see the girl's face more clearly at close range. She had a small face with a mole on her left cheek. That small face was framed by wavy black hair that barely grew past her shoulders, causing strands of black hair to fall like curtains on the sides of her face. Her eyes that kept looking at him were round, resembling cat eyes that looked passionate and innocent at the same time.