4 Even if I become a ghost, I will haunt you (1/2)

With Feng Yun gone, Madam Lin felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and she let out a sigh of relief.

She had to admit that she could not hide her thoughts and emotions in front of Feng Yun, who was like a worm living in her stomach.

She placed her hand over her chest, just above where her heart was to silently calm herself down. There was a tinge of pain in her chest as if it had been stabbed by a sword, and driven in so close to where her heart was still beating rapidly.

There was nothing at this point to calm her down.

She silently lit a stick of incense and placed it on the table and watched as the embers silently eat away at the stick, as it grew shorter and shorter. There was a slight medicinal scent that filled up the entire room, giving it a more comfortable feeling, befitting that of a prayer room.

Madam Lin picked up a report once more and turned her focused her attention to wholeheartedly reading it, but soon, there was a heavy feeling that was weighing down in her mind.

It was a feeling of clouds that had been in the sky for a long time, as more time passed, there would more and more accumulating up to the point when it became a heavy burden in her mind.

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There was a rocky pathway that led up to a steep cliff, this place had never truly been maintained due to the dangers that stood at there were at the very end of this cliff.

If one were to fall, then it would be a straight drop to the bottom, it was said that once a person fell through the cliffs, they would never see the light of day again.

This particular day was full of dark clouds lurking in place of the usually clear skies, threating thunder and heavy downpours, it seemed today was destined to be a sad day.

”Did you do it?” A man's voice calmly asked. Although it was not a loud voice, it had a very noble aura to it, making one feel the need to kneel before the man's domineering presence.

”So what if I did?” A woman's voice laughs mockingly. Her face was emotionless, and her eyes, dead.

The two were standing off at the edge of a cliff, the man was dressed in red festive robes and wielding a long sword, that was giving off an immense murderous aura, the woman was also wearing red, but in a darker shade, but there was nothing festive about them as they just fluttered as the winds blew by.