He's Holding a Black Umbrella, and You Call Him a Bodyguard?

(Urban Supernatural + Decisive and Ruthless + Red-Clad Bride Protects Her Husband + Play the Pig to Eat the Tiger + God of War Returns + Unstoppable Thrills)

They thought I was just a penniless bodyguard scrambling to pay rent.

In my hand was an iron-black umbrella, concealing my fated red-clad spirit in a blood-red bridal gown.

It wasn't until the Yellow Springs Cult dug a mass grave to awaken the Ghost King that they mocked me for relying on the evil ghost in my umbrella, claiming I was destined to become its prey.

I casually tossed the black umbrella to the ground. Pure yang blood surged skyward, and one punch blasted a hundred-foot fiend into pieces!

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, I raised my eyes coldly:

"You've got it wrong. This umbrella was never my magical artifact."

"It's the shackle that seals me."