"Right, Judge, what am I doing here exactly? I don't think you'd pull me down here just to chat with you, would you?" I strolled alongside the Judge on the Naihe Bridge, and since he had told me to be careful of Wang Duo, he hadn't said another word. Out of curiosity about his purpose for summoning me, I straightforwardly asked.
"What to do? Haven't I mentioned before? There is a shortage of manpower in the Underworld," the Judge chuckled at me.
"All right, even if there is a shortage, you should at least assign me some tasks when I come down. Surely you're not expecting me to be a floater, dispatched wherever there's work to do." The term 'shortage of manpower' could mean anything, really—it could signify being asked to do just about anything. Well, let's just go with the Judge's plan. I just hope he doesn't send me to the Eighteen Levels of Hell; honestly, that's a place I'd rather not revisit.
