Su Xuan stared in disbelief at his and Natasha's current situation.
He had somehow become a soul, separated from his physical body. Natasha, meanwhile, was kneeling on the floor, her body slumping backward in a state of unconsciousness. A white, unbloomed rose had quietly emerged from the depths of her soul, waiting for a key to open it.
And the white rose in Su Xuan's hand was the very key to unlocking the secrets of Natasha's soul. Once unlocked, he would obtain Natasha's treasure.
"Natasha?" Su Xuan tried calling out to her, but he received no response. She was like a sleeping beauty, kneeling there silently, waiting to be claimed.
GULP!
Su Xuan's Adam's apple bobbed. Holding the key, he slowly reached toward Natasha.
In that moment, his hand seemed to be guided by some unseen force, swiftly inserting the small white rose into the unopened soul rose.
The instant the two merged, the soul rose rippled with beautiful, dreamlike white waves.
