Old Liu was dragged all the way into Fengdu City by Jiang Wan'er, taking blows and being hauled along. Along the way, whether they were ghost guards or local residents, everyone ran out to watch the excitement.
After all, getting beaten up was not a very common occurrence for the Lord Emperor.
Once inside Fengdu City, looking at the main streets that were almost indistinguishable from the mortal realm, Old Liu felt a wave of profound emotion. If ordinary people knew that their deceased family members could live so well in the Underworld, there wouldn't be so much grief and sorrow.
The couple, whose combined ages numbered in the tens of thousands, walked hand in hand down the street just like a young couple in the honeymoon phase.
"Boss, how much for this sugar figurine?"
The vendor selling sugar figurines recognized Liu Bufan at a glance and hurriedly moved to bow:
"Lord Emperor, I wouldn't dare take your money!"
Liu Bufan quickly stopped him, then asked with some surprise:
"What? You know me too?"
"Replying to the Lord Emperor, of course I do! The neighborhood committee sent out notices long ago, and we all have your portrait hanging in our homes!"
"What the hell? Why are you hanging my portrait?"
"To ward off evil and drive away ghosts, of course!"
Old Liu was left with a head full of question marks:
"You're a ghost yourself, what the hell are you driving away ghosts for?!"
"Well, I don't know about that. The neighborhood committee said to do it, so we just followed along…
Chapter 597