When Zhao Rong donned the ghost catcher's robe from Zhongnan Mountain, he immediately felt a magical sensation. This feeling, how to describe it, was as if a voluptuous beauty were embracing him.
Just as Zhao Rong had the robe on and was closing his eyes to enjoy the moment, the chairman beside him gave him a push. "Does wearing this robe feel that good? It seems like you've reached a... climax?"
Suddenly, Zhao Rong snapped out of his illusion. He looked at the chairman and said, "You know, the moment I put on this robe, I felt a rush of pleasure."
Hearing this, the chairman said happily, "Since the robe makes you feel good, then wear it. You will enter the Ghost Hunting Academy as a ghost-catching youth from Zhongnan Mountain. You are to protect my daughter while completing a mission."
Hearing the word "mission," Zhao Rong looked at the chairman, puzzled. "Chairman, didn't you just say I only had to protect your daughter? Why is there another mission?"
