Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work – Chapter 91

Chapter 091 A gloomy back alley. That darkness and stench felt alien even in the loud, bizarre night market where things that were not human gathered. And the grotesque beings beneath the gas lamps, standing there at the mouth of the alley and staring at me. Sunken eyes in uniforms. —My, this is the kind of place you would hate...