An An had seen people's souls before, but the soul in front of her was somehow different.
Her soul appeared intermittently; judging by her current appearance, she should have been only seventeen or eighteen before her death.
"You can see me, can you please save me?"
An An nodded and lowered her voice, "What's the deal with the peachwood frame pierced through your body?"
The soul glanced down at the peachwood frame on her body, her expression growing colder.
"I was—the humiliation was unbearable, so I committed suicide. But even after I died, he... he actually found a group of people and pierced a peachwood frame into me, making me unable to reincarnate peacefully. My soul has been haunting him, I want him to have no peace day and night."
An An gazed at her, "Now I can only see your soul. Where is your body buried? If I can get out, I will surely perform rites for you."
"Thank you..."
Just then, Burke slapped the door, "Hurry up and get out, or I'll come in."
