"...To be his guest, to support his occasion? He wants to make the occasion more lively; I'm not opposed to that idea," Cen Dongsheng said. "I like the atmosphere of curse forbidden masters from all over the world gathering together."
"Then stay on the ship for a few days; your thoughts might change. By then, we can meet again."
After Wan Dugu dropped this line, he didn't linger. He and several figures dressed in black robes like him floated down from the ship, passing through the entrance like a group of ghosts.
...
"I didn't expect him to be approachable. I thought he was the kind of guy who wouldn't speak human language."
In his previous life, he never had the chance to meet the Netherworld King in person; everything about the other party was hearsay. From the current point of view, Wan Dugu was just a bit cold in attitude—if Cen Dongsheng hadn't known this guy's future way of doing things, he might not have developed a dislike for someone like him.
