You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

Lu Zhixing gripped the wooden mask tightly and immediately floated at full speed toward the stage.

His spirit streaked across the street in a faint trail of light.

The sound of chains dragging on the ground behind me, along with the screams of the ghosts, grew closer and closer.

The two underworld officials had already begun clearing the area.

Any ghost touched by their chains would instantly let out a piercing scream and be sucked into the vortex of human faces on their necks.

Lu Zhixing didn't even dare to look back.

He pushed his speed to its limit.

Finally, before being caught up, he reached the edge of the stage.

He held up the wooden mask in his hand.

A faint light emanated from the wooden sign.

On the side of the stage, on that thick wooden wall, a door that could only fit one person through had appeared out of thin air.

A sign hangs on the door that reads "No Trespassing".

Without hesitation, Lu Zhixing plunged inside.

The door disappeared the moment he entered.

With a loud clang, the iron chains of the underworld official lashed out at the spot where he had just been standing, cracking the bluestone pavement.

Backstage.

Lu Zhixing leaned against the wall, feeling that his soul had dimmed considerably.

The life-or-death race just now had consumed a large amount of his soul power.

He took a breath and began to examine this so-called "backer".

It was much bigger than he had imagined.

It's like a huge warehouse.

The walls around the room were covered with all sorts of costumes, props, and masks.

The air was filled with a strong smell, a mixture of cosmetics and mildew.

In the center of the warehouse, there were more than a dozen red wooden crates.

The wooden crates were all sealed with tape.

The entire backstage area was completely empty and eerily quiet.

But Lu Zhixing knew that this place was definitely more dangerous than those two underworld officials outside.

Because this is the territory of that "Ghost in Green Robe".

He gripped the wooden mask in his hand tightly and moved carefully backstage.

He was trying to find more clues about the woman in blue.

Suddenly, he stopped.

In front of a dressing table in the corner, he saw something.

It was a letter that was never sent.

The letter paper had yellowed, but the handwriting was still neat and strong.

My beloved elder brother:

[Seeing this letter is like seeing the person in person.]

Three years have passed since we parted. Don't worry about me. I'm doing well in the class. The class leader treats me like her own daughter, and all the girls get along well.

[Recently, I accompanied my entourage to Haiyun Prefecture. This place is bustling and prosperous, far surpassing any rural area. Fortunately, I was appreciated by Master Chen, who invited me to his residence to perform for his wife. I've heard that Master Chen is the most philanthropist in the area, immensely wealthy and known for his generosity. This is truly my good fortune.]

Once this matter is settled, I may receive a small reward, which I can then use to prepare a generous gift for you, brother, to help you pass the provincial examination next year with flying colors.

[Respectfully submitted by Xiaodie, my younger sister.]

The letter was signed by someone named "Xiaodie".

It is clear that the real name of that female impersonator is Xiao Die.

She is not some wandering ghost at all.

She also had an older brother whom she longed for and who was preparing for the imperial examination!

She agreed to stay in the Chen family not because she coveted wealth and status.

Instead, she wanted to earn more reward money to support her brother!

However, the Chen couple took advantage of her kindness and naivety, cruelly killing her and turning her into a tool for their son's ghost marriage.

Lu Zhixing felt his heart clench.

The game's backstory was a hundred times heavier than he had imagined.

Just then.

"Eeya—"

A Peking Opera tune suddenly rang in his ears.

Lu Zhixing suddenly turned around.

Suddenly, "Xiao Die," dressed in a blue opera costume with buttons sewn onto her face, appeared behind him.

She stood there quietly, less than three meters away from him.

"you……"

"You saw it?"

She asked softly, her voice overlapping.

Before Lu Zhixing could answer, Xiaodie's body began to emit a strong black aura.

"So what if we saw it?"

"So you also want to stop me from taking my revenge?"

"Do you also think they are innocent?"

Her voice became shrill and frantic, and the temperature in the entire backstage area suddenly dropped.

The masks hanging on the wall all wore eerie smiles.

The costumes in the boxes began to move without any wind, as if something might pop out of them at any moment.

This is her home turf.

It's hers, the Hundred Ghosts Troupe.

[Warning! You have angered the "Lord of Shadow Play"!]

She sees you as an accomplice of the Chen family!

Faced with this earth-shattering resentment, Lu Zhixing remained unusually calm.

He simply held up the yellowed letter in his hand.

"Your brother is still waiting for you to come home."

He said slowly.

Xiaodie's frenzied momentum faltered for a moment.

Her eyes, which were sewn shut with buttons, were fixed on the letter.

A dark aura of resentment surged around her, revealing the extreme turmoil within her heart.

"elder brother……"

She murmured the word.

His voice was filled with endless longing and pain.

"No……"

"He couldn't wait any longer."

"I can't go back either."

Xiaodie's voice turned cold again.

"They ruined everything I had!"

"I will make them pay for their crimes in blood!"

"I will make the entire Chen family pay with their lives!"

"No one can stop me!"

She let out a shriek, and the black mist transformed into countless sharp claws, sweeping towards Lu Zhixing in an overwhelming manner.

But just as those sharp claws were about to touch Lu Zhixing...

Lu Zhixing made a move that surprised Xiaodie.

He carefully folded the letter and then bowed deeply to Xiaodie.

"I'm not here to stop you."

"I'm here to help you."

Ghost Qingyi Xiaodie's movements stopped.

The countless claws formed from black mist stopped less than half a meter away from Lu Zhixing, trembling violently, showing the astonishment and confusion in their owner's heart.

"help me?"

Xiaodie used that overlapping voice to ask a question full of doubt.

"Why should I help you, an outsider?"

"And now, how are you planning to help me?"

Lu Zhixing slowly straightened up, raised his head, and calmly gazed at her eyes that were sewn shut with buttons.

"I know you hate the Chen couple; they deserve to die."

"But I also know that your revenge is incomplete."

"Because you only killed members of the Chen family."

"What truly kills you, besides the evil in people's hearts, is the rules of this world."

Lu Zhixing's words silenced Xiaodie.

"rule?"

"That's right, the rules."

Lu Zhixing slowly began to explain.

"The Chen couple were able to use evil magic to imprison your soul in a paper effigy and arrange a ghost marriage because they exploited the rules of ghost marriages."

"Your soul is trapped here, unable to be reborn or see your brother, because of your violent death, which binds you to the rules of earthbound spirits."

"And now, you want to kill every member of the Chen family and make them pay for your death. This is also following the rules of revenge."

"You have always been controlled by all sorts of rules and regulations, and have never truly lived for yourself."

Lu Zhixing's words were like a sharp knife, cutting open Xiaodie's deepest pain and resentment.

The black energy emanating from her body surged violently.

"So what!" Little Butterfly shrieked. "I have nothing but revenge!"