[A laid-back heroine who just wants to retire × the troublemakers from the Three Realms she reels in]
My career plan is simple: save enough money, move back to the countryside, and fish in peace until I’m old.
Then I discovered that the battered fishing rod my grandfather left me could reach all three realms when I cast its line.
On the first day, I hooked a corpse from the river and was forced to “see” the crime scene.
On the second day, I hooked a bronze sword inhabited by a Warring States female general who insisted I become her master.
On the third day, I hooked a dragon pearl, and the Dragon King of the East Sea demanded 45 million in compensation.
With nowhere else to turn, I signed a “work off your debt” agreement with the Dragon King.
From then on, I became the Three Realms’ designated dispute mediator.
When the Matchmaker’s red threads get knotted beyond untangling, he comes to me.
When the Kitchen God is nearly out of a job thanks to food-delivery apps, he asks me to promote his products.
When hackers tamper with the Book of Life and Death, the King of Hell asks me to hunt them down.
