Chapter 81

The night breeze swept into the Dread King's Manor.

QingWu lay on her bed, laughing so hard she rolled over, thoroughly amused by the information the mountain spirit had brought her on the wind.

Even the Judge's Brush chuckled. "Truly worthy of the surname Shi—rushing headlong toward their demise with such reckless abandon!"

Paying money to hire a ghost for a task? That's no job for the living; it's a deal for the dead!

What should have been a simple purification ritual using well water had now passed through Night Wanderer's hands. That wasn't just bad luck—it was ingesting bad luck straight into their stomachs!

And the best part? The Shi family women had invited this misfortune upon themselves. When it came to karma, they had no one else to blame.

The man shut the window and walked to the bed, catching sight of her joy. He had also heard the mountain spirit's report moments earlier.