Otherworldly Affairs Office

by A flower blooms overnight for seven nights

You, yes you! It's you! Why are you running? Run, keep running! Why don't you run anymore! Do you have an Otherworldly Affairs Office pass? And selling this world’s goods, did you pay the taxes? I don't care if you're the head of an Immortal Sect, put your hands on your head and squat by the wall! Prepare for inspection! — Description from novelcodex.org