Time passed faster than expected.
But whether slower or faster, it didn't matter. After all, they had to cross the Ghost Gate and head toward the Ghost City; one or two days wouldn't make much difference.
Chen Yi kept calculating matters related to the Ghost Gate along the journey. It was true he possessed Uncle Wu Chang's token, but a token alone wasn't enough.
If he recalled correctly, he'd entered the Ghost City not via the Ghost Gate but exited through it afterward—and even then, it had been terribly troublesome.
In his previous life, leaving the Ghost Gate had required extensive effort, running around up and down the entire Ghost Gate, and in the end, he'd brought an excellent cup of Daughter's Red wine for the temperamental gate guard general—that had been the only way to successfully leave.
If leaving was so difficult, crossing the gate would only be harder.
Especially given the guard general was rigid, unyielding, and highly difficult to persuade.
