Yang Mi stood on one side as Death opened the portal connecting the two realms; the living and the dead.
Looking ahead, she threw a disgusted looked at the dark place as if it was inferior to her greatness.
"Can't the person managing this place do something about this?" Yang Mi said.
Death raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong with this place?"
"The design is too shabby. It lacks the beauty in it." She simply threw the jab, and Death's lips twitched.
What beauty?! This place is Hell! What does she expect this place to be? A scenic place perfect for anyone to take a selfie. Sighing in his heart, Death suddenly pitied a certain horned devil living in this place.
