บท 678: Better Than Being an Immortal

The black figure looked at the old man, then at Lu Sheng and Chu Sihan. His expression was a bit anxious.

Lu Sheng and Chu Sihan walked over and stood in front of the black figure.

"You must be the deceased son of that grandfather?" Lu Sheng asked.

The black figure glanced at Chu Sihan and nodded nervously.

"You lost your life because you saved someone. Why are you still wandering around in the human world?"

For these people with merit, the Netherworld would usually arrange for them to be reborn first. It had been a year. Why was this hero still in the human world?

"It's not that I'm unwilling to leave, but I can't let go of my father and wife."

After speaking, the black figure gradually transformed into a fireman.

He looked like he was in his late twenties. He was exceptionally young.

"What's your name?" Lu Sheng asked.

"My name is Wang Jian."