Soon, the Lantern Festival arrived.
The bookshelf in the study moved to one side, and Zheng Youcai walked out from behind it, then moved the bookshelf back. As he turned around, he was frightened out of his wits.
Staring at Gu Lanzi in front of him, dressed in white, with her long hair cascading down, still beautiful, Zheng Youcai's brain went blank for a moment.
After a few seconds, he finally came to his senses, fearfully pressing his body against the bookshelf behind him as he shakily asked,
"Are you... Gu Lanzi?"
Gu Lanzi looked at him coldly, a slight, chilly smile appearing on her pale, bloodless face as she said,
"Yes, I am Gu Lanzi, the very same Gu Lanzi who was killed by you all."
Her voice was eerie and hollow, sending chills down one's spine.
Zheng Youcai's facial muscles twitched, and he asked with a trembling voice, "Have you come... to take my life?"
