Afterlife Department

Stable World, Lower Heaven, Afterlife Department.

"Another task was completed perfectly! This apprentice is really amazing, huh?"?

"Of course! Who do you think is his master?"?

"Upstairs, definitely not you, so drop the proud tone."?

"Hahahaha"?

Yi Bing's lips curled up as he read the comments in the forum. The news of him and Huo Ling's return's spread again, especially Huo Ling's feat. This time, these grim reapers asked Xiao Hualing who went with them the details about Huo Ling's task.

Everybody is really idle, and when they were idle, there will be gossip.

"Hm." Yi Bing hummed, feeling satisfied at these grim reapers who are praising his apprentice.

The sound of the keyboard tapping was heard inside the room.

Yi Bing's lips flattened as he looked at Huo Ling who has his back on him. "Huh… Jiang Ce and Jie Yao were actually conspirators, huh?" he said when he recalled what happened when they were leaving Special World 600. "I knew that Jiang Ce can't be trusted." he said as he read a forum on his touch-screen tablet to remove the unpleasant feeling he felt.

After Hao Baiyun, Gu Xingfeng and the others heard the Golden-Haired Monkey soul's confession about his clan's crimes, including of the Sunflower Clan, Hao Baiyun immediately took action and find an evidence to convict the two clans. Who knows if it was just a coincidence, there is a package sent to Hao Baiyun containing the evidences of the Golden-Haired Monkey Clan's and Sunflower Clan's crimes.

The sender is anonymous, but they all can guess. Not long after and Yang Lin also woke up. He went to find Hao Baiyun and narrated everything that happened. He is willing to act as a witness. The Golden-Haired Monkey Clan's and Sunflower Clan's fates were then sealed. As for Zhuo Xia, he is just a new yao, and not really a real Sunflower Clan member.

Huo Ling didn't answer as he continued to write his report.

"And this Jiang Ce is also cunning." Yi Bing continued. "Not only he can save Harry Walter and help Jie Yao get revenge and save Jie Yao's lover by working with Jie Yao, since Jie Yao has eliminated a large group of monsters, the Walter family's hunters can rise and eliminate the monsters. And since these hunters can eliminate the monsters, the monsters won't have the time to harass the yao, making the yao also rise higher." He explained. "This will make Hao Baiyun owe him, too. Tch." He clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Huo Ling finally can't help but roll his eyes at him as he moved his fingers faster so that he can immediately finish his report and leave.

Yi Bing glanced at the silent Huo Ling. "You were happy that you can meet your biological father, right?" he said.

Huo Ling didn't answer. But, the speed of his fingers tapping on the keyboard slowed down.

Yi Bing smiled. "Then, I will stop criticizing Jiang Ce now for this reason." He said and resumed reading the forum.

Huo Ling looked at the screen of the computer and there, his reflection shows that he is smiling. He pressed a couple of keys to type the last words of his report before he pressed the period key, signaling the end of his report.

He saved the document with the file name 'Special World 600: The Rise of the Yao'.

…

In the mortal world, the rain is heavily pouring down as if crying in extreme grief. The clouds are dark and there were thunder and lightning.

In a cemetery, a shadow was walking, passing by the tombstones. The rainwater fell on the tombstones from the umbrella, flowing down the names carved on the tombstones as the figure pass. Its footsteps were veiled by the rain.

After some time, the figure finally stopped in front of one of the tombstones. The rainwater from the umbrella fell on the name on the tombstone, making it blurry to read. But, even if it is so, the figure standing in front of it would never forget the name in the tombstone.

Hyacinth Li.

The figure watched the raindrops fell on the petals of the flowers as if beating them, making them fall on the wet ground and float in the puddle. But, they didn't float longer as raindrops fell on them again, pushing them down the water until they couldn't float anymore and drown.

"Hypocrites." The figure hissed under his black umbrella. Then, he bent down and placed his umbrella to shield the tombstone from the rain before he raised his head.

A handsome face that could make everyone turn their heads to look at him when they see him was revealed. But, despite the pleasing features of his face, his eyes are filled with coldness and grief. f𝒓𝗲𝗲𝒘𝑒𝚋ｎoѵ𝒆𝗹.co𝗺

"Hyacinth…" the man spoke in a low voice as if gently whispering to his lover which he never had as he looked at the tombstone.

The cold and harsh wind blew, making the man whose clothes became damp by the rain feel cold. But, the man didn't show any expression on his face, since his heart has turned colder than the rain.

"Wait for me." The man said as he clenched his fists, ignoring the rain pouring harder from the sky. "I will definitely avenge you!" his words were harsh and were spoken through his gnashed teeth, showing his loathing.

The man looked at the picture frame. The woman is smiling brightly like a breath of sunshine. Her eyes are so pure, untainted by this world. It is such a pity that her time has been frozen forever at the age of nineteen, no more no less. She hasn't even fallen in love, much less get married and have children. Who would weep for her?

They said that the hyacinth is the flower of the sun god Apollo and is a symbol of peace, commitment and beauty, but also of power and pride. It also symbolizes happiness and love. Yet Hyacinth's life has never been at peace, nor was it beautiful. She doesn't have power, and she also lost her pride. She hasn't found happiness, nor received any love.

Yet, she can still smile happily, as if life has been good to her when it never did.

"Wait for me." The man told the tombstone as if the person that has been buried there could hear him. Without waiting for the other to respond, he left, as silent as when he came.

The rain was like a silver blanket that veiled that person's figure, never to be seen again.

…

City of the Dead.

"An Abnormal Soul?" Huo Ling said as he placed down his drink on the table to receive the folder that Di San handed him.

"En. And this Abnormal Soul is from the Stable World." Di San told Huo Ling.

Huo Ling was surprised. "From the Stable World?!" he exclaimed and looked at Yi Bing who is sitting beside him and is browsing the internet.

"I already looked for your new assignment. She is an artist signed under the Yuhua Entertainment." Yi Bing told Huo Ling.

"No, wait. This isn't the point. This soul is from the Stable World – " Huo Ling told Yi Bing as he looked at him in the eyes. "You told me that it is rare for a junior grim reaper to receive a soul assignment that came from the Stable World. But I am a junior grim reaper right now!" he reminded him.

"So?" Yi Bing said.

"… 'so'?" Huo Ling blinked as he looked at Yi Bing in disbelief. "So, why was I given an assignment of a soul from the Stable World?" he asked, puzzled. Then, he turned to Di San.

Di San smiled. "Your performance far exceeds the performance of other junior grim reapers. So, Gu Shi and I thought to give you a chance to show us your strength." He explained.

Huo Ling's brow twitched. "But this is an Abnormal Soul." He said. "And a soul of the Stable World." He added.

Di San understand his concern. "The world energy?" he asked.

Huo Ling nodded. Yi Bing has already told him about this before.

"Yi Bing is just scaring you." Di San told Huo Ling. "This soul is just one of the billions of souls in this world. Not to mention that there is Shen Taizi, what are you afraid of?" he asked and smiled.

Huo Ling's lip twitched. Is it alright for them to be this carefree? He thought then helplessly sighed. He opened the folder and read the first lines, feeling surprised. "She was supposed to directly reincarnate but then she didn't?" he asked, startled.

Di San nodded. "Yes. This case is like You Ri's case before, so this is one of the reasons why we chose to give you this soul assignment." He explained.

Huo Ling's brows knitted as he pondered while reading the other details. "Nineteen years old…" he muttered.

Di San's expression turned somber. "En. She is one of the unfortunate souls to die young." He said and looked at the cover of the folder.

Hyacinth Li.?