The burly man glared at Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan shrugged and said casually:
"Not so confident in your strength? Or shall we have a go right now?"
Every ghost looked at him.
He seemed utterly unconcerned. He even glanced upward.
The earth overhead trembled.
Even this deep underground, they could feel that upheaval, as if the world were facing Annihilation.
At a time like this.
Starting a fight here.
If they could not end it quickly, they might all be finished.
"...Remember what you said."
With that, the burly man left.
The sword.
It stayed on Xu Yuan's back.
A smile appeared on Xu Yuan's face. He turned, walked to the far end of the long table, sat down, and listened carefully to the commotion outside.
"Kid, where are you from?"
A Fire Ghost sat beside Xu Yuan and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Shut up," Xu Yuan said.
"Do you have to be so rude?" the Fire Ghost asked.
"I've never bothered being polite to food," Xu Yuan said.
Food...
Every ghost around the long table stared at Xu Yuan.
"Kid, don't start trouble."
The burly man in the horned helmet kept pouring wine down his throat as he spoke drunkenly.
"Then don't start trouble with me."
Xu Yuan took the Blade of Betrayal off his back and laid it on the table. Then he rested his head on the Sword Scabbard, closed his eyes, and pretended to rest.
The Ghost Entities glanced at the Long Sword from time to time.
But none of them made a move.
The commotion outside went on without end.
Yet in here, all was quiet.
Who knew how long had passed—
Suddenly.
The raging wind and earthquakes outside gradually subsided.
It was over.
"Until next time." Xu Yuan stood to leave.
He left