We Need to Talk (3)

Cheon Yuran shut her mouth with an infuriatingly smug air after delivering that ominous verdict.

“No.”

So from now on, every time I fell asleep, our consciousnesses would be forcibly switched?

What was I, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?

‘Then am I the Jekyll side?’

Jekyll was the original personality, while Hyde was a personality split off by a drug... No, this was no time to ramble about pointless nonsense.

The most urgent thing was to put an end to this damn body swap right away.

If what Cheon Yuran said was true, I wouldn’t even be able to close my eyes and rest easy anymore.

If I fell asleep, the Heavenly Demon from my past life—in other words, someone steeped in the mindset of medieval China and martial arts novels—would wake up wearing my body?

This is insane...