"Hello, sister."
"You... you're... you're not dead!"
Lucianna looked at the woman who had fallen to the floor, most likely from fear as shown by the shock on her face.
"No, you couldn't possibly be alive!"
Wanyue crawled backward, trying to look for something to defend herself.
"Ahh! You ghost! Get away from me!"
Wanyue sat at the corner of the wall, hiding herself in her knees.
"No, this is a dream. She died. She died," Wanyue whispered, trying to make herself believe that what she was seeing was an illusion.
Lucianna smirked.
"Yes, Yanyue is indeed dead."
Wanyue looked at Lucianna, her eyes widened, and her lips curved up in a wicked grin.
"Hahaha, yes, Yanyue, that vixen is dead! She can never steal Beichen again! He's mine now!"
"But is he? Look at this."
Lucianna threw a video camera to her.
