All men must die, some as light as a feather, some as weighty as Mount Tai. There are always those who, despite being revered figures of great ability, die as lightly as a feather, inexplicably. Those capable of becoming such figures possess extraordinary resolve, and when such individuals meet an unjust end, they are bound to harbor lingering attachments. A soul burdened with attachments cannot simply forget its past with a bowl of Meng Po's soup—impure souls cannot re-enter the cycle of rebirth. This is where we step in— Hello, this is the Soul Purification Department of the Underworld. Agent Lu Heng, ID 666, at your service. Our mission: fulfilling your desire for a death as weighty as Mount Tai, with absolutely no OOC! Lu Heng: "Immortalized in history! This evaluation is definitely an S+!" Minister: "Lu Heng, you’ve ruined another CP! Salary cut! Bonus cut! Cut, cut, cut!!!" Lu Heng: "Boss, it really wasn’t my fault this time QAQ" Mysterious Figure: *Pats head.*