"I never imagined that demon would be so ravenous he would take anyone. And to think Fierce Ghosts like you, who emerged from the Forbidden Land, could pine for humans too. Truly interesting."
"Nonsense!"
The Female Wraith froze for a moment, then shouted angrily.
"We emerged from the Forbidden Land to await our master's revival and return. During the Primordial Cultivation Era, our master intended to devour the world, but something unexpected happened at the very end. Now that this calamity is about to descend, we will never give up, much less let a human impede our slaughter!"
"The only reason I mentioned that demon was that I wanted to kill him."
"Is that so?"
"Of course!"
The female ghost gritted her teeth, waves of chill radiating from her, yet for some reason, she betrayed a hint of guilt and unease.
Even she herself did not quite understand where these feelings came from, or why she felt this way.
"Then it seems I misunderstood you. But rest assured, that demon is certain to die. You need only follow my plan and sacrifice the court ministers one by one. This city is so filthy. It is time to wash it clean with blood."
His quiet words carried a hint of desolation and a heavy killing intent.
Having said this, Zhang Jushan did not even look at the Female Wraith. He turned and walked outside.
Boundless leaves rustled down from the trees.
Leaves danced freely, landing on him and making his temples look so frost-white.
He was forlorn yet overbearing; no one dared act insolently before him.
Watching that limping figure, even the usually formidable Female Wraith revealed deep wariness in her eyes.
As he was about to leave the residence, she finally spoke in a subdued voice.
"Lord Chancellor, your son