Wei Qingchuan, who was already dressed, felt a little uneasy upon seeing this. He tried to put on a smile, but little did he know that his smile was natural and genuine.

"Little Lei Feng, have you cured my old ailment?"

My right hand was completely immobile today, and I was worried I'd never be able to hold a pen and write again. But now it doesn't hurt anymore, and I can move it freely again.

"Yes, you have rheumatoid arthritis, it's an old problem," Xiaoxi replied casually.

She folded up the control panel, put the chair back in its original position, and gestured for her to sit down.

Wei Qingchuan quickly sat down.

"Thank you."

"Hey, didn't you just say I was a living Lei Feng? You're welcome!"

Wei Qingchuan couldn't help but smile.

"Although your method of treatment is strange, I must say that it really cured my illness, and I, Wei Qingchuan, must thank you."

Xiaoxi tossed him a mirror.

"Look at yourself, look at yourself, this is how it should look now."

Wei Qingchuan never looked in a mirror, but his benefactor made him look in one, and he did so obediently.

The man in the mirror had a smile as gentle as a spring breeze; the unapproachable face he once had was gone.

Wei Qingchuan was startled, then grinned. The smile came so naturally that even he was touched by his own.

"I can laugh? I can laugh! Hahaha!"

He was born with a cold face, so serious that he never smiled, which worried his parents to death.

The girl he liked didn't accept him, which led to him being unmarried at an advanced age, and he thought he was destined to be single for the rest of his life.

The normal Wei Qingchuan looks much better. He was already handsome, and now his smile is warm and friendly, making people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.

"Alright, alright, stop taking pictures all the time."

Xiaoxi snatched the mirror away.

"Wei Qingchuan, I didn't treat you for nothing. I just want to ask why my classmate Xie Yujie was invited here by you."

Don't worry, I won't ask about your personal matters. I don't care either.

For Wei Qingchuan, Xie Yujie and his group's arrival in the Underworld was not a secret that couldn't be shared.

So he told Xiaoxi everything without reservation.

The reason is that the underworld, in terms of both economy and culture, has stagnated for many years.

This also stems from the prohibition of incense, candles, and paper money in human worship.

Even if this custom still exists in remote areas, or if someone uses it secretly, the quality of the offerings is substandard, and the deceased relatives in the underworld cannot use them.

Genuine counterfeit and substandard products.

This led to an economic downturn.

In the past, the underworld also had ambassadors in the human world, commonly known as underworld messengers.

But the underworld was too poor; they couldn't even afford to pay wages. Eventually, no one wanted to work there anymore. Only the veteran employees with a sense of mission continued to persevere.

The connection between the underworld and the human world is gradually breaking down, which is against the laws of nature.

In order to maintain communication between the underworld and the human world, people like Xie Yujie were simply selected from the human world and called "walkers of the human world".

So this is how Happy Orchard exists. No wonder they rip off customers so badly; even the underworld is going broke.

The person who went to the "Filial Piety Moves Heaven Incense, Candles and Paper Money Shop" to exchange a large amount of ghost money is understandable.

There was also Xiao Jun, the bearded man who came to Zuixianglou for a meal, but he didn't receive timely feedback from the human world. Even heroes are driven mad by their own delusions.

Once these things are connected, all the doubts are resolved.

"Xiaoxi, I really like this new identity."

Xie Yujie's eyes lit up as he showed Xiaoxi his newly learned skills. One moment he was using the Soul-Locking Chain, making a loud clanging sound, and the next he was showing Xiaoxi the Ferry Talisman, saying that it could directly open the gates of hell, and once the souls of the dead were sent through the gates, the job was done.

"Xiaoxi, don't worry, after I and my classmates have studied for three months, we can go home. We can come here whenever we want, or come back for the year-end summary if we don't want to."

Xiaoxi had never seen Xie Yujie so confident and happy. He was usually too lonely when he went home, and his father couldn't be with him often. His new identity made him very happy.

Xiaoxi couldn't help but feel sad. So this was the truth. Because of this truth, she was trapped in the underworld. Now, her fifth brother's whereabouts are unknown. Thinking of her fifth brother, Xiaoxi shed tears again.