He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Luo Yao asked Bai Ziheng to carry the Taotie sculpture, saying she was going to return it.

Bai Ziheng struggled for a long time before he was able to lift that heavy thing up.

"So you can buy the Taotie too?" Bai Ziheng asked, carrying the sculpture.

"Of course it's man-made. A real Taotie is bigger than a mountain and can swallow half a city in one gulp. You want to buy me one of those to show me?"

Luo Yao didn't even turn her head, and said confidently.

"This is a fake, a counterfeit. What kind of figure do you expect to move when you buy one?"

"This figure has some added gadgets; it can move, bite, and guard the house, although the first two are not really used except for the last one."

Bai Ziheng paused for two seconds, digesting the definition of "a figurine that can move and bite," and then glanced back at the direction of the supermarket.

"What about this girl? The one with the cat ears from earlier?"

"Oh, Nekomata, she really is."

Luo Yao answered casually.

"I found it at a second-hand market."

"Her previous owner was an underground casino owner who needed a fierce-looking person to keep things in check, but this girl always had a smile on her face like a Buddha."

"When guests come, she serves them tea and water, introduces special offers, and even offers membership cards. What do casinos need membership cards for?"

"It got to the point that the casino's customers were all asking if this place had been turned into a bathhouse."

"The boss couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply sold it."

"Stop talking." Bai Ziheng gestured with his chin toward the counter.

"Look, she's about to cry."

Luo Yao turned her head to look over.

Disliked by its former owner, exposed by its current owner, and just now even told by a human that it looks similar to a Taotie.

With three blows combined, the bitterness behind that smile is probably only known to the cat involved.

"Look at my shop. Shouldn't I be the one crying now?"

Bai Ziheng stood amidst the rubble, carrying the Taotie sculpture, and remained silent for two seconds.

He knew it was indeed his fault, and he couldn't escape responsibility.

"I'll compensate you."

Luo Yao blinked, and the expression on her face instantly switched modes.

The heartbroken boss look from just moments ago vanished completely, replaced by that mischievous grin that Bai Ziheng knew all too well.

She walked slowly to Bai Ziheng, stood on tiptoe, and used her index finger to lift his chin.

"Hmm, can you afford to pay for it, buddy?"

"Do you know how much these goods are worth? Perhaps—"

She moved even closer, her lips almost touching his earlobe, her breath warm and mischievous.

"How about another way?"

As is customary, Bai Ziheng should be blushing, his heart pounding, and incoherent at this point.

Then Luo Yao can enjoy watching his helpless and embarrassed appearance, which is her recent favorite form of entertainment.

But now it's different.

Because Bai Ziheng had already figured out that this girl was a high-attack, low-imitation type.

"Alright, I know your true nature now. Don't say things that even you would be embarrassed by."

Luo Yao's smile froze for a fraction of a second before quickly returning to its arrogant state.

She released his jaw, put her hands on her hips, tilted her head back, and let out three standard villainous laughs.

"And those comics you hid under my bed...?"

"Stop talking!!"

Luo Yao's face turned red from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Bai Ziheng hard across the face.

Bai Ziheng was spun around on the spot by the slap. He staggered a couple of steps to his feet and had a bright red handprint on his face.

Behind the counter, the catgirl still maintained her smile.

But inside, I was complaining.

This job is really tough, I guess I should find another one sooner rather than later.

Luo Yao stood there and took two deep breaths, her ears still red.

She glanced at Bai Ziheng, who was crouching on the ground covering his face after being slapped, snorted heavily, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and dragged him outside.

"Let's go! Returning it!"

As she dragged Bai Ziheng out, she gave an order to the catgirl behind the counter without turning her head.

"Please tidy up this shop. When you come back, I want it to be back to normal."

After saying that, he left the store, and the glass door closed automatically, leaving the catgirl alone in the messy convenience store.

The moment the door closed, the catgirl's smile finally vanished.

With her dead fish eyes, she pulled out a cigarette, put it in her mouth, lit it with the tip of her paw, and took a deep drag.

He slowly exhaled smoke towards the teetering fluorescent light tube on the ceiling, his gaze weary and worn.

"...I think I should find a different job, meow."

...

...

The entrance to Youdu is hidden on the second basement level of an abandoned funeral home in the northern suburbs.

After passing through a corridor with eerie green flames burning on both sides, the view suddenly opened up before me.

This place can be considered the edge of the underworld. Although it is not as large as the real underworld, it is the largest trading market at the junction of the human world and the underworld.

Its liveliness rivals that of any city with a thriving population.

The streets were wide and dimly lit, with stalls displaying all sorts of strange and unusual items.

The pedestrians on the street were all different kinds of people.

Ghosts without feet wandered around aimlessly, while a monk wearing a cloak with only his red eyes showing hurried along with his head down.

Several monsters with human bodies and animal heads were squatting in front of a roadside stall, haggling over prices.

You can even see several agents in Special Administration Bureau uniforms walking through the crowd with blank expressions, nodding to each other as they brush past the ghost messengers next to them.

Luo Yao is a regular here.

The four ghost guards had set up a table inside the city gate and were playing mahjong with great enthusiasm.

Hearing footsteps, one of them raised his eyelids and, upon recognizing who it was, nearly dropped the cards in his hand and quickly stubbed out the cigarette he was holding.

He nudged his colleague next to him with his elbow.

The other three also stood up in unison, swept the mahjong tiles aside with a clatter, and stood at attention, all speaking in unison.

"Venerable One!"

Luo Yao was clearly in a good mood. She waved her hand, took out a few bundles of ghost money from her pocket, and casually tossed them over.

The four ghost messengers caught them, bowing and scraping as they made way for them.

Bai Ziheng followed behind, carrying the Taotie sculpture. As they passed the city gate, he glanced curiously to the side.

Goodness, each of these bills is worth hundreds of millions.

"Is this your first time here, bro?"

The ghost messenger put the reward money Luo Yao gave him into his pocket, turned around and saw Bai Ziheng staring at the card table, so he patted the chair enthusiastically.

"Come sit down, how about a couple of rounds?"

Bai Ziheng shook his head expressionlessly.

"You guys went way too far with this, how come it's several billion in just one round?"

The ghost messenger glanced down at the money in his hand, then looked up at Bai Ziheng.

"Hi."

He waved his hand, looking helpless.

"It's all because you humans don't understand anything, just burning paper money like crazy."

"Not to mention festivals, the Qingming and Zhongyuan festivals can burn a whole mountain. Even when you hold a funeral and give a gift, you burn bundles and bundles of paper money."

"You guys are having a good time, but we're suffering terribly here. You've caused inflation."