Han Bao

Chen Zhao can summon demons and see Death.

“Beelzebub, use your Gluttony ability to treat this patient’s anorexia.”

“Raymond, this old man wants to regain his manly function. You know what I mean.”

“Blackie, tell me honestly, when and how is this person going to die... What? You don’t know? You’re the Grim Reaper!”

“That lady wants bigger breasts, a prettier face, and a slimmer body. Wait... I don’t have any demons with these subordinate abilities yet. Seems like I need to make another trip to Hell.”"


Demons Beside You

Even better news was that the conference was canceled.

Chen Zhao didn't have to worry about Cheryl and Yura letting loose either.

The house that Chen Zhao stayed in opened up to the sea and the weather was great.

Cheryl and Yura were playing crazily by the sea. Margaret walked over to Chen Zhao.

"Mr. Chen, I would like to know about people like you."

"Actually, I'm an amateur. My main profession is a doctor, and only a spiritualist after that. At most, I'm just a fighter. As for skills in spiritology, I'm not as skilled as the professionals. If you want to know about those things, I suggest you find a professional spiritualist. If you can't find any, I can recommend you one. She's definitely professional and not very expensive."

"You weren't reciting a script on the plane that day, right? You were talking to some 'person,' right?"

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