Chapter 2698 The Mad City Lord's Love-Hate Relationship 20
Several ghostly figures dressed in bright red cloaks appeared silently, clearing the road. Then, a scarlet palanquin was carried slowly by eight ghost generals, with the light gauze hanging around the palanquin moving without wind.
When the city lord arrived in person, all the ghosts, whether they were ghost merchants behind stalls or wandering ghost travelers, lowered their heads.
Five handsome young ghosts, carefully selected by the Left Protector, were already waiting on the side. Each of them was outstanding in appearance and dressed in fine clothes.
Jin Chen and his group mingled among the ghosts, hiding behind a stall selling unknown, eerie items.
Jin Chen raised an eyebrow and watched as the red sedan chair stopped. The veil was lifted by a slender hand, and Yin Chaosheng stepped out slowly, lazily glancing at the ghosts below with their heads bowed, his expression indifferent and condescending.
When his gaze swept over them, the ghosts lowered their heads even further, none daring to meet his eyes.
Fu Lingjing also looked up with the others, and with just one glance, he seemed to have his soul captured, frozen in place in a daze.
He had never seen such a face, a blend of extreme beauty and extreme coldness, as if all the colors in the world paled in comparison to this vengeful ghost.
"Yin Chaosheng, Lord of Ghost City." The immortal's prompt sounded at the opportune moment: "He is recruiting close ghost servants. This is a rare opportunity; step forward and volunteer."
Fu Lingjing was utterly shaken. "But...but he's a vengeful ghost, and I'm a living person..."
"Don't put on airs in front of me," the immortal scoffed. "Do as I say."
Fu Lingjing: "..."
His thoughts were exposed, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but his heart started pounding uncontrollably, and excitement and eagerness surged into his heart.
Seeing Yin Chaosheng casually scrutinizing the five young ghosts one by one, he steeled his heart, took a deep breath, and stepped out from the crowd.
Fu Lingjing walked to the front of the ghosts and bowed to Yin Chaosheng on the high place, showing a mixture of admiration and humility. "Lord City Lord, your demeanor is unparalleled. I, Fu Lingjing, admire you greatly and am willing to recommend myself to serve you in your household. I would not hesitate to do so even if it means my death."
The Zhao brothers, Zhao Tian and Zhao Di, were dumbfounded, not understanding why Fu Lingjing had suddenly pulled this stunt.
Zang Huai'an subconsciously glanced at Jin Chen, who was disguised beside him, and asked with a hint of amusement, "Brother Jin, what do you think?"
Jin Chen's gaze fell on Yin Chaosheng, and she said coldly, "He's not good-looking."
Zang Huai'an almost burst out laughing, but quickly straightened his face and exchanged a glance with Liu Shuoyue, whose lips were also twitching slightly.
Liu Shuoyue covered his lips with his hand, "Brother Jin's words... sound a bit like jealousy."
On the high platform, Yin Chaosheng glanced at Fu Lingjing, then inadvertently swept over a certain spot in the ghost horde behind him. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his gaze fixed on Jin Chen's plain-looking face after his disguise.
The moment their eyes met, Jin Chen was the first to look away.
Yin Chaosheng narrowed his scarlet pupils, a dark and unfathomable light flashing in his eyes.
He completely ignored Fu Lingjing's heartfelt confession, his trailing red robes like flowing blood as he slowly walked down the steps towards Fu Lingjing... or rather, towards the direction behind him.
As he approached, a suffocating aura of the Ghost King washed over him.
Fu Lingjing's breath hitched, his whole being enveloped by a terrifying aura, his mind went blank, and he could only stare blankly, almost unable to look away.
Chu Jiushan glanced at the city lord, whose aura was icy and who was approaching step by step, and then secretly glanced at his senior brother's profile, which was devoid of any emotion. He couldn't help but lean closer to Jin Chen and whisper comfortingly, "Senior brother, take it easy. Who hasn't had a few romantic entanglements?"
What?!
Jin Chen almost burst out laughing, but thankfully she managed to hold it in.
At this moment, Yin Chaosheng had stopped a step away from Fu Lingjing, his cold gaze sweeping over Chu Jiushan like a blade, causing the latter to fall silent instantly and shrink back.
Immediately, Yin Chaosheng raised his hand, gently lifting it, forcing Fu Lingjing to tilt his head back, as if bound by an invisible force, almost violently.
"Want to serve me?" Yin Chaosheng's voice was low and hoarse.
Fu Lingjing's Adam's apple bobbed as she gazed at his face with fascination, her voice tight, "Yes..."
Yin Chaosheng's lips curled into a half-smile as he calmly instructed the Left Protector behind him, "Bring this one along too."
The Left Protector stepped forward in response, preparing to take Fu Lingjing away.
Just as he passed by Jin Chen, Jin Chen looked up at him, causing the Left Protector to feel a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head for no apparent reason, as if he were being watched by something extremely terrifying.
The Left Protector was startled and hurriedly looked around, but found nothing. He had no choice but to quicken his pace and drag Fu Lingjing, who was still looking back at Yin Chaosheng, away.
How strange! I can still feel that evil spirit nearby!
Yin Chaosheng glanced lightly at Jin Chen's ordinary face after his disguise, lingered for a few seconds, said nothing, and turned to leave.
The five chosen young ghosts immediately swarmed around him, trying to curry favor.
Before they even met, Yin Chaosheng caught a glimpse of Jin Chen casually picking up a bright red ribbon from some shady merchant.
Jin Chen lowered her eyes, her expression hidden by the stray hairs on her forehead. She slowly and methodically wrapped the ribbon around her slender fingertips, pinched the other end of the ribbon, and casually tightened it.
Tighten.
Yin Chaosheng's pupils contracted rapidly, his breathing became erratic, and he almost lost his composure on the spot.
He steadied himself, his heart filled with shock and anger. Without looking back, he sat back in the red sedan chair, the curtains falling to block out all sight.
The ghost generals lifted the palanquin and, surrounded by red cloaks, disappeared at the end of the market.
Jin Chen watched the sedan chair disappear into the distance, a faint smile playing on her lips, unnoticed by anyone. She untied the red ribbon from her fingertips and casually tucked it into her sleeve.
"Now that we've seen the excitement, let's go back to the inn to rest."
City Lord's Mansion.
Yin Chaosheng returned to the cold main hall and dismissed all the servants.
He sat on the throne, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest. The candlelight in the hall was cold and dim, illuminating his stunningly handsome yet melancholic profile.
As night passed, darkness fell.
The dawn in a ghost town is always tinged with death.
Yin Chaosheng waited in vain all night.
That damned, audacious mad dog!
Even though they had already returned to the ghost town, and were even in this market, they looked at him with such hateful eyes and still dared to provoke him in that way!
But he...didn't come back!
They didn't barge into his bedchamber as they used to.
boom! !
The jade tea table was overturned by a terrifying ghostly aura, and the cups and teapot were smashed to pieces.
Yin Chaosheng stood up, his body radiating a chilling aura. "You dare not come back to see me."
He paced gloomily through the empty hall, summoning his personal ghost attendant. "Go, convey my order: those ghosts from the inn in the east of the city are my companions who were selected as attendants today. Summon them to the manor for a banquet with me."
He wanted to see how long that mad dog hiding in hiding could endure!












