The master of ceremonies had no idea why a perfectly good engagement banquet had turned into a scene of a ghost forcing marriage.
And the audience was thrown into chaos, with no one maintaining order.
Fortunately, this female ghost had no intention of harming him. She drifted past him, and he felt like he was in hell.
"Don't come near me!" Zhou Jingyi fell to the ground in fright, his previous elegance and gentlemanly demeanor completely lost, only fear surrounding him.
His hands and feet flailed in the air, yet it seemed he couldn't touch even a piece of her.
"You're already dead, why not reincarnate properly? Why are you still coming to find me?"
The ghost smiled sweetly, "You said that this lifetime, you would have only me! I believed in the promises you gave me. Come, let's go to hell together!"
"No—" Zhou Jingyi was far too reluctant to die, "I won't go with you!"
"You're not the one to decide!" The ghost said, then floated forward to grab him.
