Lu Youyou waved her hand and brought away billions of clouds.
She had moved almost half of the entire underworld.
Monarch Zi Wei had negotiated with her several times, but in the end, she only returned a broken bowl with a missing corner to Meng Po.
The Emperor's expression was not good, and he had returned a bunch of vengeful souls on the River of Forgetfulness.
As for the rest, she stuck her neck out. She didn't have any money, only her life.
The Emperor was helpless against her.
Forget it, forget it. Yan Jun was still pretending to be serious as he drank his tea, but in fact, he was eavesdropping on the gossip. His eyes were almost as bright as the sun.
The Emperor didn't want to waste any more time.
He immediately left with Lu Youyou. Before he left, he even instructed Yama not to tell everyone about Lu Youyou's identity for the time being.
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances.
Yama agreed readily.
