"Dust to dust, earth to earth, may the departed souls return to the generous earth..."
Wang Chen was performing a soul-guiding ritual.
He was guiding the souls of four flower-spotted pigs which he had personally slaughtered.
Wang Chen knew.
Tu Erye was definitely laughing at him.
Laughing at his naivety.
Every day, Tu Erye butchered scores of fat pigs, taking countless lives year after year, his body almost solidifying from the dense Blood Fiend Energy, such that an ordinary Evil Wraith could possibly be annihilated upon contact he naturally did not believe in karma or retribution.
Actually, Wang Chen didn't quite believe in it either.
He was just seeking some peace of mind.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but after completing the soul-guiding ritual, he felt much more at ease.
Tu Erye personally escorted Wang Chen out of the slaughterhouse.
