"Everyone, stand down." Mo Lin ordered coldly.
As Mo Lin's voice fell, the surrounding ghosts all retreated.
Immediately, the surrounding environment changed again.
It was still the same restaurant, still the familiar setting.
Everything had returned to normal.
As if nothing had ever happened.
Zhu Ci looked at Mo Lin in shock.
He knew very well that it wasn't a dream just now.
He had indeed taken a trip to the Underworld.
"That woman, you're just going to let her go?" Zhu Ci asked Mo Lin.
"She won't live more than three days." Mo Lin replied leisurely to Zhu Ci.
Zhu Ci swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
The woman's soul had been chewed by ghosts, and she wouldn't survive for three days.
"Let's go, and meet the old man who is called an immortal."
Mo Lin had originally planned to meet the old man that night.
But now Mo Lin had changed his mind.
Zhu Ci followed behind Mo Lin.
His eyes stayed fixed on Mo Lin's back.
