Gu Qingshan let out a slow sigh.
At last, he had become a Title-level Assassin.
The Title Skill "Prison Lord" was very useful. It would probably come in handy in plenty of situations from now on.
He came back to himself, carried a few dishes to the table, and set out bowls and chopsticks for Xiao Die before sitting down with her.
Xiao Die tried every dish and praised them. "Mm, this tastes good. Better than what I make."
Gu Qingshan patted his Storage Bag, took out a bottle of wine, and gestured to her.
"An aperitif? Want some?"
"—No, I can't drink today."
As Xiao Die spoke, she waved her hand, and three glasses of juice appeared on the table.
Gu Qingshan silently watched.
Xiao Die set one glass of juice in front of Gu Qingshan, then placed another before the empty seat and added a set of bowls and chopsticks.
"I hope you'll stay clearheaded while listening to what comes next," Xiao Die said.
Gu Qingshan quickly caught on. "Is there news about my matter?"
Xiao Die had previously agreed to help him enter the Evil Ghost World, but only on the condition that he first became a Title-level powerhouse.
Now, Gu Qingshan had done just that.
He was the Dragon Ancestor's inheritor, the one who had vanquished the Plague Apocalypse, and the renowned Title Assassin: Sin Prison Dragon King.
Xiao Die grew serious. "I think things at the City Lord's Mansion are nearly settled. Just wait. She may well come here, and I hope you'll stay clearheaded when you speak with her. It's a basic courtesy—because what comes next is extremely important."
Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the void.
"That smells delicious. I'm hungry too."
A woman stepped out of the void and settled gracefully into