Just as the three of them were about to leave the City of the Wrongfully Dead, Ye Chen suddenly heard a familiar woman's voice behind him.
"Young man, wait! Could you take me out with you?" The woman's voice was full of sorrow. Ye Chen turned around and, sure enough, saw the owner of the Baozi Shop.
"I searched the whole city earlier and couldn't find you. I didn't expect you'd actually dare to show your face." Ye Chen stared coldly at the woman's soul. The excitement he'd felt at seeing an old acquaintance plummeted.
"Young man, I only started selling human flesh buns because I had no choice. You know, if I didn't do it, that monster, he, he would..."
As she spoke, the female ghost began to weep bitterly. But Ye Chen knew she loved to put on an act, and he didn't believe a word she said.
"When you tied me to the table and carved meat off me, I didn't get the impression you were being forced. You're an evil ghost who's committed countless crimes. You'd better stay right here and wait to be sent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
"Young man, please! If you take me out and help me be reborn into a good family, I promise I won't do anything bad in my next life. And I'll find you and serve you faithfully for the rest of my days."
As she spoke, the female ghost rushed to Ye Chen and grabbed his leg, refusing to let go. But Ye Chen clearly saw her sucking in the air around them—she was absorbing the Demonic Aura from Sun Wukong.
"Let go of me, or I'll erase you right here." Ye Chen's voice turned icy as he looked down at the kneeling woman without a