My Dead Mother Stole My Luck,So I Became Hell’s Inspector

My mother died three years ago, on the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month. I thought the nightmare of living under her control had finally ended.

I never imagined she'd become an official in the Underworld's "Luck Bureau" and start skimming my "Spring Festival fortune."

From then on, every New Year became a disaster.

But she never expected we'd meet again—in the Underworld itself.