Artifact

Fu Ya tried to stand up, but she had hurt her legs earlier when Zheng Nianzu had thrown her to the ground. The only thing she could do was to scream his name. She hoped nothing had happened to Wang Ming, but she had clearly heard the knife cutting into flesh. "Wang Ming, are you okay?"

Everything and everyone stood still for Wang Ming. The knife had penetrated his chest. He thought it would hurt, but it didn't at all. He just felt his body was light, like his soul was about to fly from his body at any moment.

Closing his eyes, he just basked in the serenity. Even though he hadn't had a great life, the last few months had been more than he could ever hope for. He didn't want to go. But when Yama summons you, you can't refuse.

"Are you just going to give up? Are you ready to give up your family, your women?" The voice once again spoke to him, this time with a gentle voice like it was sympathetic to his situation. "But what can I do? I'm dying, I can feel it."