Bai Xiaochun looked back at the dilapidated vanity, and all of a sudden… he saw a woman!
Her back was to him, making it impossible to see her face. She wore a red gown, and was combing her long, black hair. And she was singing a song….
Shockingly, the woman… only had one arm!!
Along with the woman came a coldness like the depths of winter. Worried that he might shriek with terror and interrupt the woman’s singing, Bai Xiaochun clamped his hands down over his mouth.
He couldn’t have been more terrified. He could immediately sense that his cultivation base wasn’t high enough to fight this woman; she made him feel like he was being crushed by a mountain from the heavens.
Tears welled up in his eyes...