"Does anyone else know about that cursed book?"
Sangmo casually plucked a leaf hanging by the roadside, covered her left eye with it, and looked at Li Zhaodi with her right eye, "I heard there's a Judge's Book, a blank ledger of life and death stolen from the King of Hell by a living person in the Netherworld. It's said that as long as you find a place heavy with yin energy and write someone's name in it with your own blood, that person whose name is written is destined to die."
"Just thinking about it is terrifying. If one really got hold of that book, I'm afraid nobody could withstand the temptation."
Li Zhaodi was the kind of girl who spoke very gently, with a soft and quiet voice. She probably felt a bit scared; after hearing this, she paused, then said, "Is there really such a thing? Doesn't killing someone come with a price?"
