Yin-Yang Rideshare: Passengers by Day, Ghosts by Night

After a rich man's son framed me and sent me plummeting off a cliff, I thought I was done for.

Then the car's screen lit up: "Underworld Rideshare System bound. Newbie mission: take a veteran of the War of Resistance home."

I became the only rideshare driver serving both the living and the dead.

By day, I drove the living and earned five-star reviews. At night, I drove ghosts and extended my life with Yin Virtue.

Not one of my passengers was human, and my fares were paid in years of their lives.

One day, I found my enemy's name on the ride list.

"Zhao Tianlin, male, 29. Sin score: 5,800 and rising. Destination: the Eighteenth Level of Hell."

I pressed down on the accelerator and grinned. "Buckle up. I'm taking you home."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.