"Where should we start looking for your soul?" Di San asked and turned to Yi Bing who was wearing a very cold face like the Yama of Hell. Well, Yama was gone, and so is Hell.
The only persona they could compare Yi Bing's current expression to is a grim reaper, and Yi Bing is a grim reaper. So, Yi Bing's expression is exactly what a model grim reaper should look like, compared to Di San's blabbermouth personality, or Feng Er's bubbly personality.
"Right now, I can't sense it anywhere." Yi Bing said. "But, since I am currently in a task, it should have gone to something that has a connection with Huo Ling. Huo Ling's treasured object, or – " his eyes narrowed when he thought of a possibility. " – it possessed a person." He said.
Di San and Liu Lin froze. "If it's a person…" they muttered and looked at each other, their gazes talking.
"Could it be someone close to Huo Ling?" Liu Lin asked.
"Worse, it could be Huo Ling's enemy." Di San sighed.
