The woman put the ladle back into the empty cauldron and looked up at the Heir of Marquis of Zhennan who was still standing there, raising her eyebrows: "Why are you standing there in a daze? It’s ti to take over."
"Take over?"
"There’s one less Judge in the Netherworld, and the Ghost Enforcers under him are without a superior. Go take over his position and be a good Judge."
"I... beco a Judge?"
mories from many lifetis surged into his mind all at once. He couldn’t even sort out his own matters, let alone judge others’.
"You’ve already given your chance to him, and he has gone to reincarnate. You won’t have the opportunity to go through the Gate of Reincarnation for a while. Do you regret it?"
"He is my benefactor. I willingly gave him the chance, and I do not regret it."
"Alright then, since it’s your choice, you should willingly take over. Otherwise, he won’t have peace. Those Ghost Enforcers will co looking for him. He has lost his mory. If he suddenly sees those Ghost Enforcers, he might get frightened."
After pondering for a long ti, the Heir of Marquis of Zhennan could only agree, "How do I beco this Judge?"
The woman covered the cauldron, "I’ll send you there."
With the sound of the lid closing, the Heir of Marquis of Zhennan disappeared on the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already in the Netherworld, dressed in the official robes of the Judge.
In his hand appeared a judge’s order.
So Ghost Enforcers only recognize the uniform, not the person. So only recognize the judge’s order, not the person, but so just recognize the previous person.
Like Little Braids.
Little Braids ca running as usual, wanting to get close to Lord Judge, or hear him talk about so past events.
Sitting on the Judge’s bench right now was not his Lord Judge but a stranger he had never t.
He looked... quite young.
He didn’t resemble Lord Judge, so he probably wasn’t Lord Judge’s son.
"Who are you!" Little Braids glared, his tone questioning.
The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan didn’t expect such a small child among the Ghost Enforcers, looking only four or five years old.
"Who are you?"
"I asked you first!" Little Braids huffed.
The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan raised the judge’s order in his hand, "Judge."
Little Braids clutched his brush tightly, "Ghost Enforcer."
The two looked at each other, and the Heir of Marquis of Zhennan gave a friendly smile.
Little Braids turned his face away, still puffed up with anger.
Why did they change people?
Where did his benefactor go?
Did he leave without saying goodbye?
"Where did he go?" Little Braids finally asked aloud.
Although he was a bit angry about the abrupt departure, he still wanted to know where he went.
"Are you talking about the benefactor?"
Benefactor? Little Braids was startled: "Is he your benefactor too?"
"Yes, my Soul was incomplete, and I was mired in reincarnation in a daze. It was the benefactor who helped recover a lost piece of my Soul."
"And then you beca a Judge?"
"That’s right."
Little Braids huffed with anger.
Does this person seem more reliable?
Why can he imdiately take over as Lord Judge, while I can only be a young ghost ssenger?
Little Braids, determined to beco Lord Judge, felt extrely envious.
The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan saw the little one’s dissatisfied face and curiously asked, "Did you have sothing important to find him for?"
Little Braids’ eyes shifted as he pretended to be very anxious: "Yes, there is a very tricky matter."
"He’s already reincarnated. If you want to find him, you can only look for his tenth life, but he might not rember anything."
"I’ll just go have a look; maybe he’ll rember . If not, then never mind."
The Heir of Marquis of Zhennan thought for a mont and gave Little Braids a brush.
This was the brush belonging to the original Judge, with his aura lingering on it. If you bring it into the Mortal Realm to find soone, sensing the reincarnation of the Judge, it will naturally respond.
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