Pei Ye had a fiery temper as well. It was only because she had retired in recent years and cultivated her mind to suppress her illness that she seemed relatively laid-back and Zen.
She raised her leg and kicked the desk into the corner. It crashed into the wall and shattered into pieces, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.
"These pieces of trash!"
Pei Ye regretted handing those fierce ghosts over to Emperor Fengdu. She should have kept them and tortured them until their souls scattered, ensuring they would never have an afterlife!
Looking at the pages of text, a famous internet quote suddenly surfaced in Pei Ye's mind: *Hell is empty, and the demons are in the mortal realm.* The evil of the human heart far exceeded that of any ghouls and monsters.
Pei Ye's anger had yet to subside when she heard a strange man's voice in her ear, correcting her.
"Hell is not empty."
