After the Matchmaker God Quit, the Underworld King and I Fell in Love

I am the Red Thread Immortal, in charge of matchmaking. I’ve spent three thousand years tying red strings in the Hall of the Moon Elder. I’ve seen the most outrageous cross-border romances (what are Cowherd and Weaver Girl to me? I once tied Chang’e to the God of War on Mars), and broken up the most melodramatic doomed relationships (like the time I knotted Daji and King Zhou’s red thread into an irreparable tangle).