Once those mocking, overbearing words were out, Tao Jie no longer dared to keep running his mouth.
He glared at Xiao Yu resentfully.
But Xiao Yu was naturally unmoved.
"Now, it's time to judge your 'crimes in life.'"
This was really the business of the Netherworld and the King of Hell.
But...
Xiao Yu couldn't get in touch with His Venerable Majesty the King of Hell either, could he?
So, if you, the King of Hell, aren't handling things, there's no problem with me doing it for free, right?
"Tao Jie, I can't be bothered to list all your petty pranks that didn't cause any real consequences."
"But as for the last prank of your life."
"Your fooling around, pushing and shoving your classmates in the road, ultimately caused a traffic accident."
"Although you were the only one who died, and deservedly so, you also caused serious financial losses to others."
"That accident caused a five-car pileup."
"It also left twelve people injured to varying degrees."
"And caused substantial financial losses."
"The total amounted to more than ten million."
"A sentence of a hundred years isn't excessive, is it? That's a hundred thousand a year. With your abilities, there's no telling whether you could even earn that much."
They had lost money and suffered injuries; he would lose his freedom.
That was fairness.
A brat?
You think I can't deal with you?
When you were alive, you ran wild, acted arrogant, and did bad things without paying a price, right?
That's fine.
What goes around comes around. Retribution never fails.
Now that you're dead and have come to my place, we can settle the accounts slowly.
This is my turf, after all.
And I can tell fortunes, after all.
Once Xiao Yu finished, Feng Xue gave Tao Jie no chance