Chapter 2689 The Mad City Lord's Love-Hate Relationship 11
Since that day, Yin Chaosheng has not shown his face for five whole days.
Jin Chen wasn't in a hurry. He spent his days wandering around the vast and gloomy city lord's mansion with the skeleton he carried with him.
They called it a visit, but it was more like they were looking for trouble everywhere.
He acts entirely on his whim, and if he encounters any blind or unpleasant ghosts, he will take action immediately if he is displeased.
Within a few days, the news had spread throughout the city lord's mansion.
The new man the city lord brought back is not only handsome, but also incredibly ruthless. He's so powerful that he's even beaten up the three usually imposing guardians under the city lord, yet the city lord turns a blind eye to it.
That day, Jin Chen felt that he had roughly figured out the layout of the city lord's mansion. He was about to take Gu Baibai, who was following him around, to explore further when he suddenly heard the rustling of several low-level ghost servants coming from behind the artificial hill.
"...We really caught them! Humans, living, breathing beings, brimming with vitality!"
"where is it?"
"East Gate! The Right Protector is personally escorting them. Many powerful ghosts have surrounded them, waiting to get a share and suck their life force."
"Tsk tsk, this is a rare find..."
Jin Chen paused, his eyes flickering slightly.
Besides the four of them, who else is alive in this ghost town? Could it be that something happened to Chu Jiushan and the others?
His heart sank, but he didn't show it on his face. He lazily strolled over and approached the ghost servants.
"Elaborate."
The ghost servants trembled with fear. When they turned around and saw that it was this evil god, they immediately fell silent, not daring to hide anything, and stammered out what had happened.
Indeed, a living person mistakenly entered the ghost city and was captured by the patrolling ghost general near the east gate. At this moment, he is being held captive by the Right Protector, attracting a crowd of ghosts who are watching and drooling.
Jin Chen pondered for a moment, still feeling uneasy, and gave Gu Bai a wink. The two of them headed straight for the east gate.
Even before getting close, one could already feel the chaotic and greedy yin energy.
The East Gate Square was surrounded by all sorts of fierce ghosts, each with its neck stretched out and its eyes glowing green.
Surrounded in the center was a young man dressed in coarse cloth and short clothes, like an ordinary commoner. At this moment, he was being held down by a ghost general wearing tattered armor, his hands tied behind his back. His face was as pale as paper, his whole body was trembling like a leaf in the wind, his eyes were unfocused, and he looked like he was about to faint from fright.
Jin Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was not Chu Jiushan and his two companions.
But then doubts arose again. If it wasn't Chu Jiushan and his group, could there be another entrance to this ghost city, and how could a living person accidentally enter this place?
His mind raced, and he casually pulled a rusty red-tasseled spear from the waist of a ghost general watching with great interest. He slung it over his shoulder and lazily strolled into the impenetrable encirclement.
Bone White cleared a path for Jin Chen, its round, shiny skull slamming against anything that looked like a ghost, creaking and yelling, "Make way, make way!"
The vengeful ghost that had been bumped into grimaced and turned around in displeasure. But when it saw that it was Jin Chen, its arrogance vanished instantly, and it shrank back meekly, making way for him.
Within the circle, the Right Protector was an extremely burly ghost general, but only half of his head was intact; the other half appeared to have been sliced off by some sharp blade, revealing a ghastly skull and writhing black energy.
He basked in the awe-inspiring gazes of the ghosts, plotting how to deal with this rare human, when suddenly Jin Chen swaggered in. His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively clutched his still-intact half of his head, shouting with feigned bravado, "What are you doing here?!"
Jin Chen slammed the red-tasseled spear on his shoulder to the ground with a dull thud.
He rested his elbow on the gun barrel, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at the human man who was almost paralyzed with fear. "I want him."
The Right Protector nearly choked on his breath; he tried to hold back, but ultimately couldn't.
He pointed at the budding Netherworld Flower mark between Jin Chen's brows and roared, "You! You've been marked with the City Lord's Ghost Mark and will soon be gone! What use do you have for this human?! Do you want to have some meat before you die?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Chen let out a "yo-ho," gripped the red-tasseled spear with one hand, and slowly raised it, the spear tip pointing directly at the right protector's intact half of his head.
"Right Protector, it's only been a few days, but your courage has certainly grown today."
Right Protector: "..."
As the gleaming spear tip drew ever closer, the Right Protector was so frightened that he took five or six steps back, nearly bumping into the ghost general behind him, his voice trembling.
"Don't come any closer! Let's talk this out! Why are you hitting me!"
Jin Chen's red-tasseled spear remained as steady as a mountain. As he tilted his head, his long, tied-up hair fell to one shoulder. His tone was languid, yet carried an invisible pressure, "Give it to me, or not?"
Right Protector: "..."
Enraged, his entire body surged with ghostly energy, contorting the half of his intact face. But looking at the spear tip that could pierce his head at any moment, and glancing at the ghosts around him who were usually so respectful to him but were now silent and even secretly watching the show, he growled in resentment.
"So many brothers here are waiting to be divided up. Even if I agree, you...you can't take them away!"
Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and slowly swept his gaze over the crowd of fierce ghosts who were completely surrounded.
"Really?"
The vengeful spirits that were swept by his gaze, whether they had green faces and fangs or were missing limbs, all shivered and shook their heads like rattles, hurriedly expressing their opinions in a cacophony of voices.
"No, no, no!"
"Please do as you please!"
"We're just here to watch the fun!"
"Yes, yes, we don't want to eat any at all...slurp!"
