"Sir, this is..."
"I'm lost, almost couldn't make it back, the dude didn't charge me because he's a stand-up guy, can't I just give him some money to show my appreciation? Mind your own business!"
Shen Zijun hung up the phone, only to find he couldn't keep tipping the dude. He was so pissed he almost called customer service to complain.
He held himself back in the end, because he remembered—even he wasn't human anymore, didn't even have an ID card. Blowing this up was not a great idea. Whatever, he'd deal with it later.
He re-checked his location and realized he was twenty kilometers outside Virtue City. Getting back was another hassle. He didn't dare take shortcuts anymore, had to find another way back.
...
When day broke at Lord Zhu's manor, things quieted down. All the ghosts went home to rest before the sun came up.
