Jiang Feng considered himself just an ordinary delivery guy.

Until one day, a young man suddenly appeared, carefully grabbing his hand and saying, “Judge, Judge, I am the King of Hell.”

“…” Jiang Feng replied, “King of Hell, King of Hell, I am also the King of Hell.”

The King of Hell turned around, tearfully addressing the Black and White Impermanence, “I knew it, he’s been wanting to usurp my position for a long time!”

—-

“Those people all say that Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and tell me not to dwell on it anymore. Is it true that after people die, they don’t even have the right to appeal for justice?”

“They look at life and death, I only judge right and wrong.”

“Who are you?”

—”The Judge.”