"Old Hu, tell me in detail what exactly happened, without any mistakes or omissions."

Xu Milu's expression was more serious than ever before, and Old Hu unconsciously sat up straight, recalling:

"I was on my way to meet Lady Xu today, but I heard a series of gongs and drums outside the window. When I looked closely, I saw a big red wedding sedan chair coming from the direction of Chang'an. The sedan chair bearers were all evil ghosts and little demons. The leader was a yaksha-faced man riding a tall horse. He rode a paper horse and looked very majestic."

That demon-faced man claimed to be the Northern Ghost King of Rakshasa City, and said he was getting married today. He stopped when he saw me, and with a smile said we'd been neighbors for hundreds of years, and he invited me to his wedding. Then he pulled an iron chain from his sleeve, waved it at me, and led me to a dimly lit place. Unfortunately, my magic is lacking, and I can't find my way back—”

Old Hu swallowed hard and continued:

"Later, I heard Madam Xu calling for me, and before those evil spirits could react, I was back. It must be that Madam Xu is so powerful that she was able to save me from the underworld!"

"Then how did you know that Sister Yin was there too?"

Xu Milu pressed further:

"If he really is the Ghost King, then his wedding would surely be a grand affair with many guests. How could he so casually abduct someone from Chang'an? Moreover, how did he manage to avoid the City God and the Earth God in such a short time?"

"This old man doesn't know, but I took a peek into the sedan chair when there were many people around, and I saw it clearly, it was indeed the spirit of Lady Yin!"

Old Hu patted his chest and assured him.

Just then, Mo Xuan returned from running back to check the situation, his face also grave:

"It's true. Lady Yin's soul has left her body. The Clean Altar Messenger is protecting her body from being possessed by any wandering ghosts—Lady Xu, I'm afraid something bad is about to happen to you."

How could something not go wrong?

In broad daylight, openly and honestly, right here in Chang'an, right under Pigsy's nose, in front of the duty officer and the night patrol gods of the City God Temple, they kidnapped his soul.

This is equivalent to kidnapping someone in front of the municipal public security bureau, the municipal fire brigade, the special police brigade, and the special forces soldiers responsible for protection.

This is no longer about having ability.

This is a big problem.