"Shouldn't you hurry and leave?"
For a moment, Qi WuHuo almost thought he'd misheard. He looked at the burly Northern Ghost Emperor before him, unsure whether the young Daoist was truly so bold and gallant that he was letting him go—or whether this was a deliberate trap, meant to give him an excuse to attack. But whatever the reason, Qi WuHuo knew he couldn't leave.
Even if the Northern Ghost Emperor sincerely meant to let him go.
The other four Ghost Emperors might not be so kind.
Besides, even if he ran, how far could he get?
With a Ghost Emperor's abilities, unless he stayed cooped up in the Heavenly Court and never set foot outside, he could be dragged down into the underworld from anywhere in the mortal world. There was no avoiding this crisis. He had to keep things steady if he wanted any chance of surviving what came next. So the young Daoist merely smiled calmly and said, "The Ghost Emperor is joking."
"This humble Daoist is indeed the Northern Emperor's Envoy, and I possess the Northern Emperor's means."
"I'm waiting to show them off ten days from now."
"If I left now, what would that make me?"
The Northern Ghost Emperor gazed at him and sighed sadly. Then he turned around and plopped down beside Qi WuHuo. He landed with a genuine crash, and the young Daoist felt his body shake several times. The Northern Ghost Emperor sat in silence for a long while before saying, "Then, when you reveal your identity as the Northern Emperor's Envoy ten days from now, remember to stand right beside me."
"Don't wander too far."
"And especially don't go near the eldest brother, or that fellow who's the best-looking."
His expression was terribly complicated. With another deep sigh, he refused