"Wow, is he dead?"
The man looked at Xu Xiaoshou. His eyes filled with anger and great amusement.
This fella was a tough cookie.
He was aware that could never do things the hard way when it came to people with such stubborn tempers.
The man reached toward Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids and silently closed his eyes for him.
He had to do things in the hardest way possible.
"Well, since you promised, I also can't do nothing as you pass."
The scruffy-looking man sighed in resignation.
Death used to be a wonderful occurrence. Death had come easy in the past. Any small incident would have caused death. To be able to die was a form of release.
It was a shame that he could not die yet. Xu Xiaoshou was not at a stage where he could afford the luxury of death.
It was safe to say that his destiny had not even started yet.
