Damned death god? Huang Qiuyan looks up at Sung Na-Mil. How daring is this girl to curse the death god?
"Don't blame someone without any evidence." Fu Sheng stares at Sung Na-Mi. "It might be him, but the method is too crude. The souls are not reaped from this world. I am guessing that even the reapers cannot enter or leave this world right now. He's most unlikely to be the one behind this."
Huang Qiuyan scratches her head. They are talking about the god of death. The real god of DEATH?
[Why are you surprised? Sung Na-Mi is immortal human. Fu Sheng is a pureblooded vampire. You are a converted vampire-zombie. Of course, there are gods present too.]
Na-Mi lets out an exasperated sigh. "That god is a manipulative jerk. We don't know what he can or cannot do. He doesn't like my father either. His archenemy is my cousin-in-law."
