Proud, arrogant envoy of the underworld × world-weary spirit official of the mortal realm
Fang Nansang can grant people's wishes, provided they pay the appropriate price. After several centuries of witnessing people's joys and sorrows, she has grown cold and listless.
She never expected Shen Ye, a big shot from the underworld who made an enemy of her centuries ago, to become a guest at her little courtyard. Not just any guest, either, but an honored one! Was the heavens' idea of a joke to make her already dull days even more miserable?
On Shen Ye's first day there, he offered to cure her eyes.
Fang Nansang: Politely declined. Being blind is pretty nice. I don't have to see certain disgusting things.
Shen Ye: ...
On Shen Ye's Nth day there, they ran into an evil ghost while out.
Fang Nansang (fake smile): Surely, my lord wouldn't leave me to die.
Shen Ye (fake smile): Of course not!
Then he used her as bait.
Fang Nansang: Why, thank you ever so much!
Shen Ye: It was the least I could do.
