Li Pan twisted his head to look and saw the "Purification" door had inexplicably opened on its own, then a Blood Hand reached out from behind it, resting on the door frame.
"Little brother? Senior? Blood Red?"
"Giggle giggle giggle... My husband, you've forgotten me so soon."
Then, the door swung wide open.
There stood a bride clothed in blood-red garments, her head covered in a large red bridal veil, opposite the door.
Damn it! It was that "hair band"!
Li Pan was shocked; wasn't that ghostly thing slapped away by the Blood Hand...
"Hehehe... hmph! Little thief! You destroyed my physical form and captured my spirit, seeking to extinguish and nourish your own essence to attain enlightenment yourself, right? I will never let this go easily!"
Filthy blood, like an incoming tide, began to overflow from the "Purification Door," looking like a spill of vast red dye, seeping into Li Pan's office.