Hu Liniang had originally thought the Ghost King's concubine would also be a ghost, but she never expected the Ghost King to be so bold as to dare take a living soul.
You have to know, forcibly ripping a person's living soul out of their body is something Heaven will not tolerate—does the Ghost King not fear heavenly retribution?
Hu Liniang's bright eyes clearly told Anning what she was thinking.
Anning smiled and patted Hu Liniang's head. "What do you think he took in so many little demons and little ghosts for? Naturally, to have you help him share his evil power."
"Huh?"
Hu Liniang let out a soft little cry of surprise.
She wasn't stupid—once Anning said that, she understood.
The Ghost King must have somehow gotten hold of some sort of Evil Magic, then started collecting little demons everywhere, using a spell to transfer all his sins onto them.
