The Supernatural Runs Rampant, and My Daughter Makes Me Her Backer

Lone Wandering Ghost: I saw a girl wandering around late at night.

Evil Spirit: Take it from an old hand: don't mess with her. Her dad is a big shot.

Vicious Ghost: That's right, I can vouch for that. I just appeared in front of that girl for a moment, and her dad tore half my body off.

Red-Clad Ghost: It wasn't that bad. Look how red my clothes are now. That psycho caught me and beat the blood right out of me. It dyed my clothes.

Blue-Clad Ghost: I only wanted to cultivate and stay out of trouble, but that girl came right to my door, and I couldn't resist. I'm still recovering from my injuries.

Ghost King: That's nothing. My entire ghost kingdom got beaten to pieces.

Ghost God: Ahem, stop chatting. He's watching you.

Taboo: What are you all making a fuss about? Can't you see my big brother is out walking with his niece? Everyone, disperse.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.