If there were no debts to settle, how could we have met? She was a witch of the Wu God Clan, kind by nature and blessed with heavenly beauty. Her loveliness was like a hibiscus just beginning to bloom, her smile like flowers and moonlight playing with a gentle breeze. Yet fate had dealt her a life of endless misfortune. He, meanwhile, was the Lord of Nether City in the Netherworld, possessing the splendor of heaven and earth and a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall. He was also the Host of all the world's evil spirits. When evil spirits arose, the souls of the dead shattered. For ten thousand years, he had been alone, drinking by himself, until he met her beside the River of Three Crossings.
