For these underworld rats, even a retired Black and White Impermanence was a figure of immense significance.
Chen Yi didn't bother explaining much to the rat and cat duo but simply told them to take care, then headed toward the courtyard with Yin Weiyin in tow.
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Within the uniquely decorated courtyard, most of the banquet guests were fellow ghost messengers. Jar after jar of rare underworld spirits was opened, the heady aroma wafting through the air, intoxicating enough to redden cheeks into a tipsy flush.
The concubine hadn't even arrived at the estate, yet the feast was already underway.
The matter of taking a concubine was a trivial excuse—the real purpose of the banquet was to rekindle old ties with former colleagues under the pretext of the occasion.
