The Cultivator, addressed as Steward Liao, got straight to the point.
The somewhat familiar name made the black-robed Cultivator pause. He quickly recalled who the man was.
"I've checked it carefully. There are no errors."
The black-robed Cultivator said with absolute certainty.
"This man's performance is extraordinary. In just half a month since joining, he's gone from being a Wandering Soul to reconstructing a physical body. Some suspect he's a Demon in disguise. Let me see his Life Plate."
Steward Liao frowned and spoke at once.
The black-robed Cultivator could only obey, presenting the Life Plate with both hands. 'After all, it can only be viewed, not modified,' he thought. 'Even if something is wrong, it won't be pinned on me.'
A few breaths later, after examining the contents of the Life Plate, Steward Liao's brows furrowed deeply.
"This man's soul lingered in his deceased body for several years after his death?"
"That's right…"
