Chapter 85: The Sharpest Knife
Chu Xun's heart stirred upon hearing this. If Tang Shijun entered the Underworld, they might have to face each other someday in the future.
But whether to reincarnate or serve in the Underworld was his own freedom, and it wasn't his place to say anything.
Tang Shijun looked at the guard kneeling in front of the corpse, crying endlessly. A wisp of golden light flowed from his fingertips and fell onto the square-faced guard.
The square-faced guard was still grieving Lord Tang's passing when he suddenly felt a warmth on his body. He vaguely heard a voice by his ear and immediately exclaimed, "Lord Tang!?"
Looking around, he couldn't see anything.
Tang Shijun looked at the Civil Judge again and said, "I still need to see one person. Only when this matter is settled can I go to the Underworld."
The Civil Judge hesitated slightly, but still agreed.
Tang Shijun cupped his hands to Chu Xun, and then left with the Civil Judge.
The numerous resentful souls were pulled by the Underworld Emissary with the black chain and hook, dragged along.