Shen Hao could feel a kind of elusive yet uniquely intense gaze fixing on him.
Merely a gaze seemed to possess a special Law Power.
Clearly, such Innate God Spirits were not made of flesh and blood, rather, calling them manifestations of laws was more fitting.
"How is it?" Shen Hao asked calmly, unconcerned with the other's actions; newly recruited Contractors often required some adaptation.
"I cannot find your death," the Death God girl slowly said in a clear, childlike voice, void of any bass quality, and even tinged with a bit of joy.
"Is it a good thing for you, not finding my death?" Shen Hao was slightly curious.
"Death is my servant, my Favoured, not the other way around," the Death God girl nodded with a light laugh, "I like being around those who I cannot see death in."
Her eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight as she spoke the last sentence.
Coupled with her childlike tone, she seemed even more like a child.
These few sentences helped Shen Hao understand her more.
