After finishing the paperwork before him, Du Yunxu looked up at the slightly nervous wandering soul and casually said with a smile, "Your name is Chuyi, right?" "Yes, yes!" Chuyi immediately nodded, trying to curry favor. "Monarch, you even know my name? I'm just a nobody in the Underworld, a wandering spirit. I wonder what important matter brings me here today?" "Your name is quite uncommon. I remembered it after hearing it just once," shared Du Yunxu with a faint smile. He stood up and cupped his hand. "I am Du Yunxu, a Day Walker Monarch. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Chuyi." "Oh, no, I wouldn't dare!" Chuyi chuckled awkwardly. Judging by his expression, he was clearly flattered by Du Yunxu's attitude. "You should know Young Lady Long Ruo, right?" Du Yunxu asked with a smile. Chuyi's smile stiffened. After a moment's silence, he forced a grin and said, "The name sounds familiar. I may have met her, but I can't quite remember." "The lord said you came from the Killing Spiritual Division, and that you'd be extremely cautious in your speech and manner. It seems he was right," said Du Yunxu calmly. "Brother Chuyi, when you entered the Underworld, you were accidentally pulled into the Forgotten River, so you missed the chance to meet Young Lady Long Ruo at the riverbank." The moment Du Yunxu mentioned Long Ruo and the Killing Spiritual Division, Chuyi's expression turned grim, and he couldn't maintain that fake smile he had any longer. He glared at Du Yunxu and demanded, "Who exactly are you, and who is this lord you speak of? And what do you mean I missed meeting Long Ruo?! Don't tell me she's here too? Don't lie to me! She still had much to live! She shouldn't be here!" Du Yunxu spoke with a calm smile. "I was entrusted by the lord to fetch you from the Underworld. As for the lord, I assume he was entrusted by Young Lady Long Ruo to find you. You and I are not enemies. You don't need to be so wary. If my timing is right, the lord should be arriving shortly." Chuyi looked slightly bewildered. Despite the sensitive topics Du Yunxu brought up, Chuyi didn't find him hostile. However, as a former Killing Spiritual Division member, he had witnessed firsthand a group of people being taken across the Forgotten Riven the day he arrived in the Underworld. Both the group and those escorting them were from the Spirit God Sect. Therefore, he knew full well that the sect had claws in the underworld too, which was why he was terrified of being exposed. Just then, two figures entered the hall, one after the other. One of them shot forward like a whirlwind, crashing into Chuyi's arms. Before he could react, she slapped him across the face a dozen times. "Why did you hide from me?! Why did you go off to die without saying a word?! Do you think I enjoyed being mocked and taunted like a widow?!" The smile on Du Yunxu's face froze. His gaze toward Long Ruo became a little strange. Even the minor officials of the Day Walker Division nearby glanced at each other with visible discomfort and then turned their heads away. Chuyi took all the slaps without a trace of anger. He simply stared blankly at Long Ruo. Only when her eyes reddened and she stopped hitting him did his face darken, and he asked, "Who killed you?" "It's a long story... I'll keep it short. Listen once and don't ask again." Long Ruo paused for a few seconds, organized her thoughts, and summarized everything within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Chuyi was dumbfounded. He never imagined that the Spirit God Sect's savagery had become so terrifying, burning down both the Sun and Long Families. "Sword cultivators of the world... are part of the Spirit God Sect... then what's the point of fighting this war anymore? What about the Division Head? With his abilities, he must have escaped unharmed, right?" Chuyi asked. Fang Chen nodded. "The Division Head did withdraw." Chuyi finally came to his senses and quickly cupped his fist toward Fang Chen. "I am Chuyi. Greetings, Daoist Fang. If not for your help, I wouldn't have been able to reunite with my wife." Long Ruo dropped to her knees with a thump, respectfully kowtowing three times. "Thank you, Daoist Fang!" Chuyi immediately knelt beside her and joined her in the three kowtows. A gentle force lifted the couple to their feet. Fang Chen looked at Long Ruo with a half-smile. "We agreed back then. It was just a transaction. You helped me fetch someone in the Mortal Realm, and I grabbed someone for you in the Underworld. It's just a fair trade." "Daoist Fang, you've helped me more than once. These three kowtows are well deserved," Long Ruo said. "Yes, yes, deserved," Chuyi quickly echoed. He knew full well how terrible it was in the Forgotten River. Not only had Fang Chen sent someone to pull him out, but if anything had gone wrong, Long Ruo might have suffered there too. "What do you two plan to do next?" Fang Chen asked with a smile. "The Killing Spiritual Division," answered Long Ruo, her eyes gleaming with a ruthless light. "My husband and I will both join the Killing Spiritual Division. In this life, we will not rest until the Spirit God Sect is destroyed!" "My dear, have you lost your mind...? We're just wandering ghosts now. Besides, the Spirit God Sect is so powerful. Even the Division Head had to flee. I'm afraid the Killing Spiritual Division has long disbanded and gone dormant," Chuyi countered in a low voice. "My love, I'm not talking about the mortal Killing Spiritual Division. I mean the one in the Underworld," Long Ruo explained with a smile. "The... Killing Spiritual Division of the Underworld?!" Chuyi was stunned for a moment, then he was suddenly filled with joy. "So the Division Head has influence here too? I knew it! Why should the Spirit God Sect be the only one with reach into the underworld?" Long Ruo explained, "The Division Head wasn't the one who founded the Underworld's Killing Spiritual Division. Daoist Fang established it. He's an important figure in the Underworld." Chuyi looked at Fang Chen in a daze. "Daoist... Fang?" Soon, he recalled how Du Yunxu, a Day Walker Monarch, was taking orders from Fang Chen. Fang Chen nodded with a gentle smile. "You two were already from the Killing Spiritual Division. A transfer to the Underworld branch is only natural. You've been in the capital for a while now. You've met Marshal Xiao of the division, haven't you? Just report to him. He'll handle everything." "Thank you, Daoist Fang!" replied Long Ruo and Chuyi. With a smile, Long Ruo left with Chuyu, their steps light and cheerful. "That fellow Chuyi... has really lost control of the household," Du Yunxu muttered as he watched them go. Fang Chen glanced at him and smiled. "You can't really call it 'losing control.'" "Then what is it, lord?" Du Yunxu asked respectfully, intrigued. The nearby subordinate officials all perked up their ears. "He's a simp," Fang Chen replied with a smile. The kind that licks with passion and sincerity—while the one being licked enjoys every bit of it. Long Ruo might have said those three kowtows were to repay Fang Chen for saving other Long Family members. But Fang Chen could tell that those three kowtows were for Chuyi. "Being a simp isn't so bad. As long as you simp for the right person, you can grow old together. If you ever want to find a Dao companion, you might consider asking Fellow Daoist Chuyi for advice," joked Fang Chen. He patted Du Yunxu on the shoulder and turned to leave.