Xie Bi'an looked at Lin Feng, picked up the Soul-Reaping Lock beside his feet, and slung it over his shoulder.
"But think this through. If you come with us now, you can have a good life in your next incarnation. But if you take your revenge first, you'll most likely end up in the Animal Realm."
Lin Feng's expression did not change at all.
He lowered his head, looked at the photograph in his arms, and gently stroked it.
"If this world is so dark, I think I'd be better off as an animal."
With that, he stretched out, turned into a gray-black shadow, and shot through the window. The night wind poured in, lifting the curtains before they fell again.
The room fell silent.
Xie Bi'an stood by the window and gazed out into the pitch-black night. After a while, he turned around.
"Don't you think he's being stupid? Once that family dies, the laws of the Underworld will judge them. Why is he in such a hurry to take revenge?"
Wen Ning stood beside him, looking out the window. The gray-black shadow had already merged into the night and vanished from sight.
"Old Xie, you've been an underworld official for too long. Mortals can't wait that long."
Xie Bi'an froze for a moment. With the Soul-Reaping Lock resting on his shoulder, he said nothing.
He leaned against the windowsill, folded his arms, and lowered his head as though pondering something.
Only after a long while did he speak.
"Maybe we see time on different scales."
Wen Ning nodded.
"Right. I wonder if you've ever heard this saying."
Xie Bi'an raised his head and looked at him.
"What saying?"
"Justice may be late, but it will never fail to arrive."
Wen Ning said it.
"Over a long enough span