Chapter 270

Chapter 270

Although the two underworld bailiffs had decided to seek Chen Daji, they still had reservations.

“Brother, if this trip delays our return to the Underworld Court, what will we say if Seventh Master and Eighth Master demand an explanation?”

White Impermanence’s true name was Xie Bi’an, and people called him Seventh Master. Black Impermanence was Fan Wujiu, known as Eighth Master.

The tall, thin bailiff chuckled at his burly companion’s question.

“We’ll tell them the truth. Seventh Master is kindhearted, while Eighth Master is stern outside but warm within. They won’t truly blame us. As for being caught drinking… we’ll put all the blame on the Young General. Seventh Master and Eighth Master know his nature. They won’t personally enter the mortal world to verify it. They’ll only smile helplessly. Hahaha!”

The burly bailiff laughed with him.

“Good idea! You’re still the clever one. That’s what we’ll do!”

With that concern settled, a new problem appeared: they did not know into which family Chen Daji had been reborn and had no idea where to find him.

With no alternative, they could only ask the City God who guarded the region for help.

As they traveled with Li Lanxi’s soul, the tall bailiff looked helpless.

“If there were any other way, I truly wouldn’t want to face Marquis Su. His dignity is overwhelming, even… even greater than that of several Lords of Yama.”

The burly bailiff plainly agreed.

“Exactly. He spent his life loyal to his sovereign and devoted to the people, enduring every hardship without yielding. After he reached the underworld, he could have passed his days in comfort. But he could not stop thinking of his homeland, so he volunteered to serve as a City God in the Northern Lands. Only someone with the Young General’s nature and his old ties to the Marquis can behave freely before him. We two had better mind our manners.”

He did not forget to warn Li Lanxi.

“Boy, when you meet Marquis Su, the City God of this place, you must not shout as you did just now. Show him complete respect and do not behave presumptuously in the slightest. Do you understand?”

With hope that the injustice against him might be redressed, Li Lanxi’s soul had regained clarity and no longer showed signs of becoming an evil ghost. He nodded, then could not resist asking, “My lords, this Marquis Su you speak of is…”

Both bailiffs stopped and answered with reverence.

“Who else could it be? Surely you have heard of Su Wu tending sheep. ‘A heart of iron and stone never changes; loyalty between sovereign and minister endures as long as Heaven.’ Su Wu, Marquis Within the Passes, Marquis Su!”

Li Lanxi was well educated. He immediately became solemn with respect.

“I never imagined that after death, I might have the honor of meeting him. Even if the murderer is never caught, I, Li Lanxi, could die without regret.”

The tall bailiff liked him even more after hearing this.

“You’re a fine man, charitable and loyal. When this is settled, we’ll do our best to recommend you for a post in the Underworld Court. Then we’ll be colleagues and can look after one another.”

He paused and turned to the burly bailiff.

“Brother, from your tone just now, you seem to know the relationship between the Young General and Marquis Su. Tell me about it.”

The burly bailiff hesitated, then nodded.

“I suppose I can. It isn’t an important secret. But after you hear it, don’t repeat it before outsiders. It is safest for people like us to stay out of the affairs of great figures. Not everyone is as approachable as the Young General.”

The tall bailiff’s curiosity had been thoroughly aroused. He nodded eagerly.

“We’ve worked together for almost five hundred years. Don’t you know what kind of man I am? Don’t worry. Once I hear it, it will rot in my belly. I will never tell anyone!”