Han Lingshi was shocked to hear this ethereal voice, but she still raised her head. Before her stood a phantom of an old man dressed in a white and moonshine blue robes. She spotted the a wide Crescent Moon embroidered across the chest of the person, and at this moment, she heard Hao Ren's voice in her mind, "He was the last King of the Moon Spirit Kingdom before it fell. In a way, he is your Great Grand Uncle."
Han Lingshi was surprised, but then she bowed her head to the phantom and the phantom said, "I am but a left over energy of my last thoughts. It was your husband who retrieved my remains and those of my fallen family from the battlefields, purified us and brought us here to rest."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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