The Netherworld King Chooses a Queen

She loves a bargain, so she bought a new house that shares a wall with a funeral home. Even more wickedly, she planted the Death Flower, Manzhushahua, found only in the Underworld, in her little home. She called it living next door to the Underworld, so if she ever died, she could save on travel expenses. How could this woman be so brazen? Not only had she bought a house right at the entrance to his Underworld, she had openly planted its flowers there. She was clearly showing him no respect. No, she was challenging his authority. This woman needed to be taught a lesson. “Move out right away,” the cool man ordered without a trace of emotion. What? He wanted her to move out? Why? She was baffled. “This is the entrance to the Underworld, and my territory,” the arrogant man said coolly, without even looking at her. Damn it, she knew this was a crematorium, so what? This was a civilized world. She wanted to live next door to the Underworld, so what? Her attitude finally infuriated the handsome King of the Underworld, and in his anger, the handsome man actually…