"Sir, what's this?"
Jiang Li was slightly puzzled. This was a famous ghost wedding, and it was even inside the Netherworld Illusion. Normally, such a scene meant that it was a great danger, and he would usually choose to take a detour.
If he ran over now, wouldn't he be walking into a trap?
"Just follow me."
The cultivator who was unwilling to reveal his name was not afraid as he brought Jiang Li closer to the group.
Beside the wedding team, a ghost dressed as a housekeeper was quickly striking a gong.
"Picking sedan carriers! There are still ten spots left! You must have strong bodies like bulls and horses."
He knocked on the gong and shouted.
The cultivator pulled Jiang Li away from the group of ghosts and squeezed forward.
"Here, here, there are two here!"
He actually wanted to bring Jiang Li to work there.
