At the thought, Leng Xiaoyue's body began trembling uncontrollably, but she soon steadied herself, her expression returning to normal.
At this point, everything she yearned for, everything she desired in the depths of her heart, amounted to nothing more than bringing her younger brother back to life.
Never mind how uncanny or terrifying it was-even if it demanded her soul, or everything she had, as its price.
Leng Xiaoyue had no reason to refuse.
Besides, she needed to give up nothing now to bring her brother back from the dead.
Leng Xiaoyue slowly raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the face. Her expression gradually calmed.
Her gaze fell on her younger brother, and she raised her hand again.
"I'm your older sister, Leng Xiaoyue. As long as you aren't blind, you should still recognize me."
"The reason you were able to come back from the dead is that my lord granted me this power to reverse life and death."
"And in return, you'll serve him from now on, too."
Leng Xiaoyue's voice was calm, but that very calmness left Leng Xiaoyu somewhat bewildered.
He simply stared blankly at this sister of his for two seconds and opened his mouth. He had witnessed his own death firsthand.
So he naturally knew that he really had died before. Now he had suddenly come back to life, and his sister had suddenly appeared before him.
And she was telling him to serve someone else. Honestly, Leng Xiaoyu's first reaction was bewilderment.
But he did not hesitate for long. Soon, he nodded. "Sure. There's nothing to argue about. Since he saved me, it's only natural that I work for him."
He raised his hand as he spoke. Though a trace of lingering fear remained in his eyes, who would choose death when