Gu Shengyin stood in the room, watching the girl holding her father's lifeless body, sobbing uncontrollably.
Beside her stood a person identical to the man on the sickbed—it was precisely the soul of Mr. Yuan.
At this moment, the man, who had just held back his tears, looked at his daughter with reddened eyes, crying in utter misery.
Gu Shengyin gave him a moment, the final glimpse of this world.
Yet the man remained in the hospital room, watching his daughter clutch his stiff body tightly, until she was forcibly removed by the hospital staff.
"It's time to go," Gu Shengyin said coldly.
The man wished to linger a bit longer, but some kind of traction from the Grim Reaper compelled him to follow her forward.
Sensing the man's resistant emotion, Gu Shengyin said coldly, "Human, you are already deceased. The mortal realm has no relation to you anymore. Even if you stand before your daughter now, she can't see you."
His eyes were still red, though the tears had ceased.
