C641 A Different Person

He was no longer the expressionless puppet he had been for thousands of years. Instead, he was smiling, with a gentleness in his eyes that she had never seen before. She froze, her hands frozen in mid-air, as if she was about to use up all her years.

"Pure Spirit." Jin Ming's gentle voice was like the most beautiful music in the night. He smiled at Phantom Woman and stretched out his pale palm