With Enough Underworld Merit, Even the King of Hell Gets a Beating

(A quick heads-up: no female lead, no System, somewhat frightening, invincible protagonist, ruthless and decisive, and the protagonist is not a good guy in the true sense.)

Yun Ji's paper effigy shop welcomes the living as well as the dead. More precisely, as long as you have yin virtue, you don't have to be human.

At first, he was a frail, sickly man with a weak physical body. Later, the Chiyan organization of Huaxia wished it could keep him under surveillance twenty-four hours a day, while a criminal investigation captain even became his personal chauffeur, all so he could be protected at every moment.

Yun Ji could only shrug helplessly. “I’m just a paper effigy maker who can’t even truss a chicken.”

The Chiyan organization watched as he summoned countless ghost soldiers with a wave of his hand and fell into deep thought. Yun Ji smiled gently. “You know my health isn’t good. It’s only reasonable for me to have a few bodyguards.”

Having bodyguards was reasonable enough, but that was the King of Hell! And you really just hit him whenever you feel like it?

You can postpone a meeting about the country's development just because you say so?

You can toss around something equivalent to an atomic bomb just because you feel like it?

Other countries joined forces to pressure Huaxia, insisting Yun Ji could no longer be allowed to act with such impunity. But Huaxia's top officials replied with utter seriousness, “He’s still young. What’s wrong with letting him have a little fun?”