Netherworld, Fengdu Ghost City, by the Bridge of Helplessness.
"Achoo!"
Wu Yao, who was brewing Granny Meng Soup, suddenly sneezed.
This scene startled the nearby Celestial Erosion Monarch, who immediately leaned in and attentively handed her a handkerchief.
"What's wrong? Are you sick?"
"I knew you wouldn't be able to endure this for long sooner or later!"
"Why don't we resign to Emperor Fengdu? No one should be worked like this!"
"If it doesn't work out, we should ask Emperor Fengdu to recruit more Granny Mengs. A shift system would be better than the current situation."
Listening to Celestial Erosion Monarch's ramblings, Wu Yao merely smiled and shook her head.
"I'm fine, you don't need to make such a fuss."
"For me right now, watching these ghosts wash away resentment and reincarnate peacefully is the best medicine."
"But for you, staying with me in this place, it has certainly been hard on you."
