I'm Wang Yang, 21 years old, nicknamed Old Wang, and I call myself Lord Eight!
As for my hobbies...
I love taking on all kinds of crooked old men who cheat and swindle people, or stage accidents to extort money!
But my bad luck all started with that hobby!
I was told that my karma score was over sixty thousand points in the red!
I died and went to the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and nearly got tossed into a boiling oil pot!
And worst of all!
Only after I got down there did I find out I'd taken on some old guy in the underworld who carried a little bag, went around bribing people, and settled their problems!
From then on!
Under that old guy's coaxing and tempting offers, I became a trainee underworld bailiff!
Want to know how a half-baked good-for-nothing like me rose to godhood?
Heh heh!
Because I'm handsome and dashing, with an aura that commands respect!
Because I have the blessings of Heaven's Dao!
Because I keep a fridge full of evil spirits who do nothing all day!
Even the mighty number one warrior of the Three Kingdoms is just a gold-swallowing beast in front of me, following at my heels and begging for meat!