Yang Fan opened the piece of paper and glanced at it. It was filled with a dense list of names.
"Old master, what's the purpose of this?"
Mr. Fan said solemnly, "These are the people you need to bring back. We've combed through everyone here and only managed to find these. As for the others, there are still dozens for whom we couldn't find any identifying information."
"The souls of these people will be brought back by us using other methods."
Yang Fan took a closer look at the list and suddenly felt his scalp tingle—it was nearly two to three hundred names.
The old master really was considerate of him!
"Master, why can't we bring these people back all at once? Why do I need to go find them one by one?" Yang Fan asked, confused.
"If it were possible, we'd certainly do it that way," Mr. Fan replied. "But we have no idea what might come back when we summon them, so each needs to be verified individually. Otherwise, we might turn one disaster into countless other disasters."
