Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out

Wake up in Los Angeles, inherit a nearly bankrupt paper-crafting shop, and face a city crawling with terrifying evil spirits. While ordinary exorcists risk their lives with peach wood swords, black dog blood, and grueling rituals, Li Ang takes a decidedly different approach equipped with a unique system. For Li Ang, an exorcism doesn't require divine intervention—just an old mirror, some yesterday's news, and a silver tongue sharp enough to make ancient phantoms break down in tears. A client's daughter possessed by a demon? That sounds like classic schizophrenia, time for a prescription. A senator's mansion haunted by a lethal curse? Clearly corporate sabotage, faking your own death is the only logical solution. Even when he accidentally boards the infamous No. 13 death bus surrounded by bloodthirsty specters, Li Ang simply flashes a knowing smile and convinces the entire vehicle that they are comrades in arms. Specializing in all kinds of disobedience, Li Ang proves that psychological warfare is far more effective than brute force. And when a million-dollar bounty is placed on Bloody Mary's head? Li Ang merely strokes his chin, adjusts his collar, and wonders if the ghost is open to a reasonable negotiation.