Hold On, Let Me Make a Call Before We Fight

Every time I asked Brother Kai how confident he was,

he'd say, “Thirty-seventy.”

I always thought he was being modest.

It wasn't until later

that I learned what Brother Kai meant by thirty-seventy: give him three seconds to make a call, and he'll make the other guy fall apart in seven.

This is an age of spiritual qi revival, when strange and supernatural things run rampant across the globe.

By a stroke of luck, Liu Kai can use a mobile phone to contact his ancestors in the underworld.

“Hello, Ancestor.”

“Help me~~”