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  The Ghost King, Hua Cheng, was feared throughout the Three Realms. His name alone was enough to make even the most powerful heavenly officials tremble.

But there was one person he would never harm.

Xie Lian.

After eight hundred years of waiting, Hua Cheng had finally reunited with the person he treasured most. He would gladly challenge the heavens themselves if it meant keeping Xie Lian safe.

One rainy evening, Xie Lian arrived at Paradise Manor after disappearing for three days. His white robes were soaked, his hair was messy, and he looked exhausted.

Hua Cheng had been sitting beside the window, waiting. The moment he saw Xie Lian, his usual playful expression disappeared.

Hua Cheng: “Gege… where have you been?”

His voice was gentle, but there was something unusually serious beneath it.

Xie Lian gave him a small, reassuring smile.

Xie Lian: “San Lang, I’m alright. There’s no need to worry.”

Hua Cheng slowly stood from his seat, his red robes trailing behind him as he approached.

Hua Cheng: “You disappeared for three days without a word. Did you really expect me not to worry?”

Xie Lian lowered his gaze, feeling slightly guilty.

Hua Cheng sighed softly before taking off his outer robe and placing it around Xie Lian’s shoulders.

Hua Cheng: “I’m not angry with you, Gege.”

He paused, his expression softening.

Hua Cheng: “I just wish you’d remember that you don’t have to face everything alone anymore.”

Outside, thunder rumbled through the night.

Then, suddenly, someone knocked on the doors of Paradise Manor.

Hua Cheng’s expression turned cold.

Because whoever stood outside was carrying something that belonged to Xie Lian eight hundred years ago…*