Realm of the Night God

"Are you sure you want to do this? Even if you don't kill him, considering his actions, at most, he can live out his life in this lifetime, with no next life to come," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"When I could bear with him, I tried my best to endure. I hoped that one day he could turn over a new leaf. But over the years, I can no longer tolerate him. Some women may endure silently, but once they despair, they can be more ruthless than men. And I am that kind of woman. So now, I just want him dead!"

The female ghost's expression was icy, her milky-white eyes filled with a mad killing intent. The pity she showed before was only because she couldn't let go of her child, so she could cry and kneel to plead with Yang Haoran.

However, now that she had received Yang Haoran's promise and the issue she was most worried about was resolved, facing this man she loathed to the bone once again, her resentment and hatred were ignited.

She was an evil spirit; her resentment was much stronger than ordinary undead. If she could be swayed with just a few words, she wouldn't be an evil spirit.

"The child is still here. Have you considered the harm this will cause to him? He doesn't understand now, but when he grows up, will he resent you for this?" Yang Haoran's words made the female ghost's expression stiff. She looked at the battered little boy trembling with fear and said, "I think the child would rather see this scum dead!"

"That's just your opinion. Regardless, this man is his biological father. Can you guarantee that your son's view of his father won't change in the future? If you really kill him, it will not only affect your son but may also lead to your irreversible downfall. Is it worth it for a scum?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

This time, the female ghost fell silent, but the killing intent on her didn't diminish. After a long while, she looked at Yang Haoran and said respectfully, "Divine envoy, let's go. I'm afraid I can't help but kill him if I stay here any longer!"

Yang Haoran's words did not reduce the female ghost's intent to kill Song Laoyao. The reason for her change of decision ultimately lay with the child.

The group left the shabby room without sparing Song Laoyao a glance, including his wife and his child.

Early the next morning, passersby discovered Song Laoyao embedded in the wall. At this point, he was on the verge of death. A kind passerby called the police, an ambulance arrived, and he was taken to the hospital.

Yang Haoran's kick didn't take his life, but whether the horrifying scenes he experienced in the illusion would turn him into a lunatic, that remained uncertain.

...

Yang Haoran's grocery store had not opened on time for a long time, but today was an exception. The store opened early, but the one sitting behind the counter was not Yang Haoran, but a little boy.

This boy was none other than Xiaokang, the little guy Yang Haoran brought back last night.

The female ghost felt that Song Laoyao was not qualified to be the child's father, so when she returned last night, she changed the little boy's surname.

According to the female ghost, she was already dead, and Yang Haoran was the little boy's reincarnated parents. Therefore, she strongly hoped the little boy would take the Yang surname.

Initially, Yang Haoran refused this request. Once the little boy took the Yang surname, the significance would change, and the weight of the burden on him would increase invisibly. So, he was unwilling.

However, he couldn't resist the female ghost's pleading. Since he had already done a good deed, he agreed in the end.

But after the little boy changed his surname, the name made him feel a bit awkward.

Most kids his age were still sleeping in bed, but Xiaokang was already helping Yang Haoran run the store.

It wasn't Yang Haoran's request; it was just that this little guy woke up earlier than a rooster. According to him, he woke up at this time every day. If he didn't get up to do the household chores, he would definitely get beaten. Over time, it became a habit.

Yang Haoran didn't indulge the child's ideas. Since he was up, he let him help watch the store. Meanwhile, Yang Haoran prepared breakfast for the two.

Suffering should be endured early. Although the process was a bit cruel, it would be beneficial for the child in the future. Yang Haoran couldn't stay by his side forever; one day he would leave. Only by letting him grow up early could he survive better when Yang Haoran eventually left.

Xiaokang's Yin Qi from last night had already been cleared by Yang Haoran. He also cleaned the dirty little body thoroughly.

After cleaning up, this dirty little guy looked like a different person. Not exactly tender and fair, but not much different from a normal child in a regular family.

Since Yang Haoran didn't have children's clothes, he temporarily let Xiaokang wear his clothes, even though they didn't fit. However, the little guy was extremely happy because he had never worn such good clothes before.

Yang Haoran's clothes were all from street stalls, but in the eyes of the little guy, these clothes were what he had always dreamed of.

Wearing oversized clothes, Xiaokang sat obediently behind the counter, not moving, looking a bit shy.

Around his neck hung a pendant, not the Death God pendant, but a miniaturized soul gathering bead. Inside the soul gathering bead, a soul thread wandered.

This soul thread was the soul body of the little boy's mother.

Since the soul would be sent to the underworld at the end of the year, Yang Haoran didn't separate the mother and son during this period. Instead, he used this method to let them stay together.

Yang Haoran didn't set any seals on the soul gathering bead. External sounds could enter the soul gathering bead, and the sounds inside could be conveyed to the outside.

Moreover, if the female ghost was willing, she could come out of the soul gathering bead at any time to reunite with her child.

In order to give the mother and son more time together, Yang Haoran had made arrangements.

The snacks and drinks on the shelves were quite tempting for the little one, but he resisted the urge to look at them, keeping his eyes fixed outside.

Yang Haoran had just instructed him to call if any customers came in, so he dared not slack off.

A luxury car parked outside the grocery store, and Master Wu, carrying bags of items, walked down alone.

Having met Master Wu last night, Xiaokang recognized him. Seeing him approaching the grocery store with bags in hand, Xiaokang quickly jumped off his chair and ran inside the green curtain.

"Y-Yang... Uncle Yang, the old man from last night is here," Xiaokang stammered a bit, not because he was naturally stuttering but because he was a bit timid, making him speak hesitantly.

"Okay, I got it," Yang Haoran replied with a smile. He washed his hands and walked out, with Xiaokang timidly following.

"Boss, knowing that you don't have children's clothes here, I prepared some," Master Wu placed the bags on the counter and said with a smile.

Looking at the sky, which was just getting light, Yang Haoran nodded with a smile and said, "Old Wu, you're considerate. I just made breakfast; let's eat together."

Master Wu agreed without hesitation. Eating was a small matter, but having more interaction with Boss was an opportunity he didn't want to miss.

Breakfast was simple, and Master Wu wasn't really interested in food. Xiaokang, on the other hand, enjoyed it very much. For him, this simple breakfast was already a rare delicacy.

"Take your time, don't choke. Uncle Yang will take you out for a big meal tonight," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"Th-thank you, Uncle Yang," Xiaokang happily nodded his little head.

"Take your time eating. I'll talk to Grandpa Wu outside."

After instructing the little guy, Yang Haoran led Master Wu outside the grocery store.

"Is everything arranged?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"Everything is in order. Our people are all notified and will come this afternoon to receive the Soul Qi infusion. The location for tonight's gathering is also set – at our family's hotel. As for the Spirit Police, we can only invite them a bit later; it's still too early now," Master Wu respectfully replied.

Yang Haoran nodded with a smile and then said, "I remember the best hotels in Lecheng are all from your family, right?"

Master Wu smiled awkwardly and said, "Those are just worldly possessions. Don't make fun of me, Boss."

"Old Wu, you're too modest. You've built such a big business in the ordinary person's world through your own efforts. In our world, I believe you can achieve the same. " Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"Boss, you're joking. I'm already quite old. Although I've freed myself from the ordinary person's status, I don't have many years left. I don't dare to hope for more." Master Wu responded with some emotion, smiling.

"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry; as long as I'm here, if that day really comes, I will find a solution for you."

Although Yang Haoran's words sounded casual, Master Wu could feel the sincerity in them. Both he and Yang Haoran belonged to a type of person with deep scheming, but having a deep understanding did not mean they couldn't show sincerity to anyone.

"Thank you, divine envoy!" Master Wu quickly bowed and thanked.

"The one who should say thank you is me. Without you, my Lecheng Yin Division wouldn't have progressed so quickly. I'm a person who distinguishes between gratitude and grudges. You've treated me well, so I'll treat you well. If you have any trouble, how could I stand by and do nothing?"

Although Yang Haoran's words still sounded very casual, Master Wu could sense the sincerity behind them. He and Yang Haoran both had a deep understanding, and having a deep understanding did not mean they couldn't show sincerity to each other.

"As long as you're willing, I hope to share more responsibilities for you," Master Wu added sincerely.

A richer smile appeared on Yang Haoran's face, and he said, "Sure, there will be more troublesome matters in the future. When the time comes, even if you don't say anything, I will come to you for help."

Master Wu was very happy, but he did not continue this topic. Instead, he brought up another matter.

"Boss, do you really want to keep Xiaokang with you? If not, you can hand him over to me, and I will arrange for someone to take care of him."

Yang Haoran shook his head, rejecting Master Wu's kindness.

"Let him stay with me for now. If I have to go far someday, then I might trouble you to take care of him. But recently, I shouldn't be going far."