He worked himself to death, and the underworld admitted it had taken the wrong person, but said it couldn’t afford to compensate him.
Just as Shen Yuan was about to have his soul scattered, a promissory note fell from the sky:
[The Underworld owes your family: one trillion units of karmic merit.]
The Judge tried to tear up the note and was stripped of his divine office on the spot.
The King of Hell tried to renege, so Shen Yuan called the Heavenly Court’s Audit Bureau.
From then on, he had free rein in the underworld.
Want to arrest me? Check how much you owe first!
I, Shen Yuan, am the underworld’s one and only designated creditor.
Starting today, the underworld is back in business. Pay your debts, or get sent to the living world to work a 996 schedule!
