Hearing the child's cry, Wen Wen's face stiffened.
"Why is there crying? It's so festive here."
Walking at the front, Tao Qingqing lightly covered her face and rolled her eyes.
"If you'd stop with the underworld stuff, you wouldn't scare the kids."
Fortunately, she had been Wen Wen's assistant for a long time, and Wen Wen didn't use her to lift the chair, otherwise, it would have been utterly embarrassing.
"Underworld... My color choice was not the best, I'll go with red next time."
While Wen Wen was pondering, the people of Demon Spirit Village were completely stunned. These half-wild people who had always lived in the mountains had never seen such a spectacle. What kind of magical display was this?
The four graceful maidens carrying the palanquin looked delicate but were actually four monsters, so the chair was very stable.
