There was an abrupt silence. Qin Ye glanced around once, and he immediately knew what was going on.

Historically speaking, the change of dynasties in Cathay had always been accompanied by bloodshed and massacre. Most newly-ascended incumbents would never leave the lackeys of their predecessors around. After all, it was the instinct of the new emperor to jealously guard his throne and weed out all potential sources of strife.

Qin Ye smiled faintly, “You’ve all misunderstood. Hell has undergone a massive change, and I’ve got no choice but to bear the burden of holding up the banner of Hell. Anyhow, this isn’t the most conducive place for discussions. Why don’t we head inside?”

“Yes. This way.” The hearts of the ghosts were still filled with suspicion and doubt. Nevertheless, they plastered a kind and warm expression to their faces and made a gesture of invitation, before promptly leading the way in.

Changdeok Palace was filled with scarlet lanterns. Apart from that, there were hundreds of Yin spirits dressed in black garments and half-kneeling on the ground, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the esteemed Emissary of Hell. As soon as Qin Ye entered, all of them welcomed him in unison, “Greetings, esteemed Emissary of Hell!”

“What’s this?” Qin Ye asked curiously. Lu Ban smiled and explained everything, “These people here aren’t your usual rabble on the street. They are the research teams that have accompanied us...