At this moment, a burly ghost general had already stepped forward ahead of them.
"Gentlemen, my marshal requests your presence, and I hope you will oblige." The ghost general spoke with great politeness, but several ghost generals had already moved behind them as he spoke. Clearly, Xiao Qiang had become trapped like a fish in a barrel. It was evident that they were planning a pincer attack.
"Oh? An invitation? Haha, is this how you invite someone? Are you trying to trap us?" he asked directly.
