I’m the Only One Who Can’t See Ghosts

I stared at Gamlo as she sighed deeply.

Gamlo, one of the Celestial Immortals of Cheonji.

I had seen her before during the last Cheonji Selection Exam.

And now here she was, donning a poorly-fitted wig, wearing a security guard’s uniform, and sporting a fake mustache. The most absurd part? Her overflowing chest wasn’t even remotely concealed by the uniform, making it impossible to hide that she was a woman.

Yet, here was Gamlo, suggesting a negotiation.

“Come inside the security room first.”

The security room was a complete mess.

The sight of empty soju bottles rolling around was just the beginning of the chaos.

“Haah… I fooled even the eyes of the Three Sovereigns, yet I couldn’t hide from you.”