A cold man in a black brocade robe walked into the courtyard with Zhuri. The displeasure on his face grew stronger and stronger, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
What did Ye Jiushang mean? He was actually receiving him in such a remote and simple courtyard. Was he trying to humiliate him in another way?
Forget it. He had come today to find out the so-called truth back then. As for the rest, he would deal with Ye Jiushang in the future.
Zhuri was nervous the whole way. He was afraid that the Ghost King would flare up and kill him. He only heaved a sigh of relief when the Ghost King sat on a stone stool in the courtyard without saying a word.
"When will Ye Jiushang come?" The Ghost King ignored the reception. He only wanted to see Ye Jiushang and learn the truth.
"His Highness will be here soon." Just as Zhuri finished speaking, Ye Jiushang appeared out of thin air in the courtyard. He gestured for Zhuri to leave.
