The clashing of eight gongs and eight bells rang out, and amid a chorus of calls and a following crowd, an old man dressed in a bright red and gold robes, wearing a crown, took measured steps to his seat of honor.
Unexpectedly for Yi Chen, the Sinister Specter King carried no imposing aura on him, being short and appearing much like an old farmer, with only a pair of beady eyes vaguely emitting a sharp glint.
Stationed half a step behind him stood a sleazy old man with a goatee, whose body was enwreathed by demonic energy, exerting a pressure characteristic of the early stages of the True Person Realm, shadowing the Specter King's every step. That was none other than the king's favorite and his adviser, Mr. Shu.
This demon was originally a rat that had achieved enlightenment and had taken on this name to masquerade his origins and feign elegance.
Amidst the myriad of candles, a uniform bow to the dragon robe.
