50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
"Boss. Look here." Lu Xiu spoke and handed to Luo Zhilai the Zhuo family's genealogical record and that burnt letter.
"'Zhao Wei'?" Luo Zhilai muttered.
"Has the boss heard of him?" Huo Ling asked.
Luo Zhilai tried to recall, but in the end, he shook his head. "No." he answered with a frown. He wants to know who killed his father, as well as their own people and the people in that unfortunate village. But, all of their investigations lead to a dead-end.
There were no witnesses, nor can they find any evidence. Thus, they ended their relationship with the martial alliance since they know that they can't clear their name. Also, the martial alliance has their own intentions. For example, the former sect leader wanted to wash his hands off of the mess the Luojian Valley Sect fell to. And Jin Chong, he wanted to rise to fame. Thus, the Luojian Valley fell to the bottom, never to recover their past splendor again.