A Knife in My Head, and My Ancestors Get Another Five Hundred Years

[Face-slapping] [Powerful background] [No romance] [Later on, he fights ghosts head-on]

Delivery worker Jiang Feng has been plagued by bad breath for three whole years, only to discover that there's a fruit knife lodged in his head!

As far as he can remember, Jiang Feng grew up without a family, raised in an orphanage where he met his girlfriend.

Building a home with the woman he loved had always been his goal.

But on their fourth anniversary, he discovered that his girlfriend had been sneaking around with his best friend for a long time.

The double blow of heartbreak and physical distress left Jiang Feng utterly exhausted.

That night, he seemed to have a dream.

An old man in a traditional Chinese tunic claimed to be his grandfather and berated him for being an unworthy descendant.

Then he chased Jiang Feng with a cane, whacking him over and over on the head.

“You little rascal!”

“You could have been a decent person, but instead you had to be her dog, huh?”

Jiang Feng could put up with the insults, but what was this about being his grandson?

“I'm your dad, if anything!”

Later, his real father actually showed up.

What?

You're telling me this guy in a tank top and baggy shorts is his dad?

And an emperor, to boot?!

Don't joke around. There aren't any dynasties these days.

Oh, you mean in the underworld.

Wait, the underworld?!

As more and more of his relatives appeared, Jiang Feng finally learned that the only reason he'd survived for three years with a knife stuck in his head was his family's connections in the underworld.