Whispers From The Netherworld Vol 2. Whispers From The Netherworld, #2

The oppressive darkness of the night made it hard to breathe, and the mournful sound of the suona horn was heart-wrenching. Completely resigned, Zhang Xiang looked sadly at the sky. Perhaps because he had done too many bad things in his life, he didn't feel much sadness about his ending, but it was unexpected. He hadn't expected such a cruel result, and tears streamed down his face. Things buried deep in his heart for so long were awakened by the tears; he discovered that his heart wasn't cold after all.
His master's warm hand, He Feng's passionate kiss-everything seemed so distant, yet also so close. The two people he had wronged most in his life had even been deprived of his right to be reborn; he feared he would never have the chance to repay them.