On the thousand and first night after he escaped from hell, the bells of heaven suddenly rang seven times. The Archangel Gabriel coldly blocked his way. “Lucifer, your sentence is not yet over. How dare you leave without permission?” Lucifer flicked the ashes from his sleeve and smiled faintly. “I’m off duty today.”
As Gabriel stood frozen, a human came clapping and laughing through a rift between the three realms.
“How interesting. Even fallen angels are going on strike. Why not come with me and investigate a case?”
Gabriel’s expression changed. “Who are you?”
The man touched the two mustaches above his lip, which looked just like eyebrows. “With four eyebrows, I can only be Lu Xiaofeng, of course.”
