Governor’s Illness

The world did not expect that the Yama of a mountain of corpses and leader of loafers, Xiahou Lian, would be reduced to the lowest rank of underling in the Eastern Depot. He had a monthly salary of two taels, which wasn’t even enough for rent. As a rebel in the martial arts world and the Eastern Depot’s most wanted criminal, Xiahou Lian did not expect that the delicate little young master he had met in his childhood would actually become the powerful and arrogant governor of the Eastern Depot. As for that governor, there was a beam of white moonlight in his heart, a memory of someone he had coveted for a long time yet was out of reach. “I’ll become a ghost for you, and you’ll become a Buddha for me.”