Night Walk of the Feathered Spirit

The third step in a journey that hasn’t gone well.

From this moment on, you are dead...

Standing in a world of ice and snow, Han Shang was pronounced dead. He had no breath, no heartbeat. He had become a “spirit.” In this eternally frozen age of ice, where would he go from here?

The above was the sentimental version.

From this moment on, you are dead...

What? Dead! I haven’t even been in love or held a girl’s hand, and you’re telling me I’m dead? That’s no way to treat your audience! Fine, fine, so that’s the setup, huh? I can still leap around even though I’m dead, right? I’ll put up with it! But remember, I want a good girl, and no tormenting the protagonist!

The above was the lighthearted version.

This book is complete. I rushed to get it out and it didn’t turn out very well, so I took your advice and brought it to a hasty conclusion. Please support my new book, This Monster Is Delicious, under my new secret identity, Feise Huangquan.