Feng Mian searched carefully through the pages of his mind for all the memories that he had of the Netherworld Emperor. He was still young, less than six thousand years old so he never met the Netherworld Emperor by the time he won his position but that was not an excuse. Since he had received payment then he would try his best to do a very good job.
"Old." He said as he stood opposite Lyle, "Nobody knows how old the Netherworld Emperor is or what he is, we know that he was born when the world was still young and the Netherworld was in chaos. There was no order during that period for reincarnation and it was a time when the strong reigned supreme even after their death, whether they were evil-doers or good buddha, they could defeat the weak for the prime reincarnation spots."