The Mad Young Marshal: From the Start, I Picked Up a Red-Clad Female Ghost

I'm the only son of a powerful warlord. My own father dumped me in a mass grave because I was too much of a coward.

But then I bound the [Fear Sign-In System].

System: See that ghost in red? Go sign in on her head!

Me: ...Help!

Sign-in successful! Congratulations, you've obtained: [The Female Ghost's Loyal Devotee] ×1!

From then on, my whole style went completely off the rails

Uncle Jiu: “Demon, face my magic treasure!” ... “Wait, what's with all those Ghost Kings behind you?”

Zhang Qishan: “Brother, this tomb is dangerous...” Me: “Don't worry, I'll make the tomb's owner come out on their own.”

Yue Qiluo, smiling obsessively: “Your soul belongs to me...” System: Ding! You have been forcibly bound as her “Guardian”!

Wuxin, looking helpless: “Why do I keep running into you everywhere I go?” Me, trembling: “Because it's safest around you...”

At last, my father, who had always hoped I would become a great man, couldn't sit still and personally led troops to find me.

Then he saw his “cowardly as a mouse” son sitting in a sedan chair carried by zombies, with a million ghost soldiers marching behind him.

Dad, eyes trembling in shock: “Son... does this mean our family is about to take over the throne?”