Chapter 257 Can They Hold On?

Chapter 257 Can They Hold On?

"I very much hope that people will remember me when they have a party or something, I concluded," he clasped his hands together and nodded. "People don't remember death unless they want the pain to end, or they know the time has come, unless they want to curse someone, or like you want something from me, so what do you want to help me with?"

Song Yan opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the Grim Reaper raised his hand to stop her and said, "Wait, where is my offering?"

"Sacrifice?" Song Yan looked at the Grim Reaper with a puzzled look on his face.

The Grim Reaper spread his hands, sighed, and looked at her with an "I knew it" expression. "You came to visit the Grim Reaper, and you didn't even bring an offering? I thought you would bring some food and money. Do you know how expensive things are in the underworld? I need money and food. I haven't eaten since last night, but you came back empty-handed? Are you sure you're not looking down on me? If so, I'll have to take the soul you brought from her. It's expired."

"I'll order something for you." Song Yan took out his cell phone and sighed exaggeratedly. "Do you want to eat fruit cake? Because I don't think I can give you real fruit now--"

"Who sends you the Grim Reaper these days? Give me a plate of sweet and sour pork, dim sum, mapo tofu, barbecued pork, and Zhanjiang noodles, double portion. I want to send some to my superiors." He rubbed his outstretched hands and smiled cheekily. "I am considering using this product to submit a request to increase my salary grade."

"You really couldn't help it, did you?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows and said, but she still ordered the dishes he wanted.

"Have you ever seen Death retreat?" he asked, leaning back in his chair. "This is my nature, I can't ignore it, I can't change it, there's nothing I can do, Death won't stop nor have sympathy, I want you to come to me and understand me, Song Yan?" His eyes sharpened as he looked at her again sitting in the chair. "I saw that you got what you wanted, and you did a good job of not killing those who took your son away from you. Considering the horrible way he died, I didn't think you could do that-"

Song Yan felt annoyed, and rested his palms on the table, saying, "I don't need to be reminded, and I don't need to remind you not to take my son away. I'm not here to talk about the injustice you have committed."

A smile played on his lips. "When have you ever seen death be fair to anyone? I did what the gods asked me to do, I can't go against them, it's not like I'm against you, I hope you know that."

"Yes." She tried to control her temper, looked at the Grim Reaper, and said, "Let's get back to the point. I need something from you."

"I see, what do you want?"

"I need you to use your clairvoyance to help me find someone." Song Yan's eyes flashed wildly. "Help me find that person—"

"Your father, right?" Death leaned forward, and Song Yan saw his playful expression, clenching his fingers. She knew what was cooking in his mind, and looked straight ahead, "You know?"

"Of course I know." He clasped his hands again, looked at her, and smiled. "I can see any life that is about to end."

About to end? Song Yan felt a chill in his heart, and he moved on his chair, saying, "Can't you tell me, I——"

"I can't." Death quickly refused, not even letting her do what she wanted to do. "Every life has its own path to take. I can't save one life and give up another."

"But this is not fair!" Song Yan almost lost her temper, but she managed to control herself. She came to ask for his help and couldn't offend him, so she tried to calm herself down and not yell at him. She stared at him for a while before saying, "My father did nothing wrong."

"He did have a lot of bad karma in his past life." Death slowly spread his hands and retorted. "Everyone must pay for what they have done. Karma will follow. If not in this life, then in another life."

"If I see it moving, I will believe in karma." Song Yan sneered. "I have lost everything in my life for centuries and have never seen it at work. Are you really not going to tell me where it is?"

"I can't destroy the balance of the world, Song Yan." The temperature in the room dropped quietly, and the god of death looked at her with a slightly gloomy look. "There is a balance that needs to be maintained. If a soul is destined to be taken away, then I will take it away."

"Even if taking that soul means turning the world upside down?" Song Yan looked at the god of death and said, "I may not be strong enough to fight against you and the gods, but if I want, I can definitely change the laws of the world."

"If you go against the will of heaven, you will be severely punished."

"That will only happen if the heavens can bear my resistance against them."