Chu Xuan sighed in relief, looking at Ming Yu with joyful eyes, "I knew you wouldn't hurt me."
"Come, don't ask too many questions now. Let's find another place and then we can slowly catch up."
Ji Mingyu's expression was somewhat reluctant, but she was still dragged by Chu Xuan towards King Qinguang's side. She told herself inwardly:
The current situation is beyond my control. That terrifying ghost god is not someone I can deal with. Only a true Immortal might be able to match him. I should retreat first and look for an opportunity to escape back to the living realm later.
Thus, in the eyes of those ghost officers and soldiers below, the mysterious man holding a black banner seemed to persuade the woman and personally "escort" her away with King Qinguang.
Meanwhile, the orders from above were issued. The criminal had been captured and sent to the First Hall for trial. Everyone was dismissed.
Even the Lord of Wucheng Heavenly Palace rode away with his subordinates.
