[Supernatural + strange tales + all ghosts bow in submission + ruthless and decisive]
Qi Tianbao is six years old. As a hundred ghosts roam the night, he raises his little wooden sword and shouts, "Call me!"
The ghosts all kneel. "Your Majesty, Son of Heaven of the Underworld, do you need a ghost to keep your bed warm?"
His Taoist priest dad grabs his sword and rushes out in the middle of the night. "Get lost! My kid is only six!"
That night, crying comes from the general's tomb:
"Your Majesty, have you forgotten the catgirl you buried with me as a funerary offering in your previous life?"
