Ethan Chen saw Du Shuo looking at something like a file on the sofa in the room, so he hugged Du Shuo from behind and leaned on his back, resting his chin on Du Shuo's head and looking down: "What is this?"
Du Shuo shook the file in his hand like a newspaper, closed it and put it aside, then took Ethan Chen's hand and pulled him into his arms, hugging him intimately, with their hands and feet intertwined. "The files of the wrongfully dead city requesting Fengdu to state their grievances were just delivered today, and they are almost finished."
Ethan Chen nestled in Jin Shuo's arms, picked up the file beside him and asked, "Can I take a look?" After getting a positive answer, he flipped it open and read, "Hmm? The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law often quarreled, and the mother-in-law was so angry with her daughter-in-law that she drank pesticide and committed suicide. So she wanted to come back to life on the seventh day to teach her daughter-in-law a lesson, but she accidentally scared her to death... Uh, do you have to judge such a thing?"
Du Shuo pressed his forehead with his slender index finger, his face darkened: "Before, there were the Five Ghost Emperors, the Seventy-two Underworlds, and the Hell Master and Judge of the Underworld. These trivial matters can basically be handed over to them for judgment. Those who are not guilty of heinous crimes do not need to be reported to Fengdu, let alone presented to me. But some time ago, Wu Lingjiu escaped from hell, and the ghost messengers of the Underworld were implicated, resulting in a shortage of manpower now."
Ethan Chen chuckled a few times: "You deserve it, don't you?" If Du Shuo had not been so angry that he implicated the judge of the underworld for failing to guard the place properly, he probably wouldn't be so busy that he almost never returns home at night.
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