Luan Fangqi became an underworld guide in the Netherworld, stuck working year-round for a salary paid in ghost money. His listless life seemed hopeless, until he met Lin Huai, the star colleague of the Hall of Returning Souls: impossibly strong and beautiful, but unfortunately not too bright.
This colleague was always getting lost, beating up teammates in illusions, or suddenly coming up with role-playing games. For his own protection, Luan Fangqi could only smile and indulge him. “My colleague's performance art must have some deeper meaning.”
That is, until Lin Huai grabbed him and solemnly announced, “Actually, I like you. You hadn't noticed, had you?”
Luan Fangqi: ?
Lin Huai: “Is happiness hitting you too suddenly?”
Luan Fangqi: “That's very sudden, all right.”
It seemed his good colleague had more than just a few screws loose.
After a long silence, Luan Fangqi asked, “Lord Yama, does our office... cover emotional distress compensation?”
Lord Yama: “Absolutely, brother. We have you covered. Want it in ghost money?”
Luan Fangqi: “...Give it to me.”
