"You... you... you really are the old master's disciple?"
"Yes, before that sudden attack, the old master had not taken in any disciples. So, you must have been accepted later."
"Haha! I knew it, the old master isn't dead!"
"And, he has passed on all his skills to you!"
"He even gave you the Death God's Note, it's clear he saw you as his successor."
"Lost Soul, Feixue, Chang Kong, are you seeing this from the Spirit of Heaven? The Hall of the Reaper hasn't perished!"
"Old master, I knew you would never let your subordinates down!"
"Ahahaha!"
Years of pent-up emotions burst forth at once, causing Spear Soul to laugh and cry wildly in the dead of the night, sending shivers down one's spine.
Even the wild beasts around were trembling with fear.
Tang Yi was also very excited.
Finally, he could meet those loyal and passionate people from the Hall of the Reaper who hadn't perished.
"Uncle Spear Soul, what has happened over these past years?"
