Wang Han was an ordinary college student. The brightest moment of his life should have been dying on the spot from overexcitement during his first intimate encounter with his girlfriend. He was gone, but his social death had only just begun. He could already imagine how unscrupulous reporters would splash the headline across their pages: “Modern College Students in Worryingly Poor Health: Hotel Passion Ends in Tragedy”...
When his soul reached the underworld, Wang Han was grieving and indignant, when the King of Hell slapped his thigh and said, “Young man, you’ve had it rough! I hereby grant you special permission to be reborn with your memories intact, and I’ll even get you a Heavenly Court post as the Curtain-Rolling General. What do you say?”
Hearing the word “general,” Wang Han’s eyes lit up. Thinking he was about to reach the pinnacle of life, he immediately shouted, “I’m in!”
But when he actually stood in the Hall of Miraculous Mist and saw the dazzling, impossibly heavy... curtain before him, he finally realized: the Curtain-Rolling General really did roll up curtains!
On the very day his soul transmigrated, his hand slipped and he smashed the Glazed Lamp...
