Emperor?

Who is the emperor?

Di Mingjue glanced at the people kneeling on the ground indifferently, and said in an indifferent voice: "Get up, have you done all the things I asked you to do?"

Among the group of people who had just carried the sedan chair, a handsome young man who was leading him quickly stepped forward, looked at Di Mingjue with an expression of great admiration, and then bowed and said: "I would like to inform you that the change of ownership of the Red Flame Kingdom has been completed. The monarch of the Flame Kingdom agreed to abdicate, and the other princes and ministers gave up their resistance. The Red Flame Kingdom is now completely under the control of our ghost city. All the manpower and material resources in the ghost city are working overtime to arrange your wedding banquet. The Royal Palace of the Red Flame Kingdom is waiting for you at any time. and……"

The young man couldn't help but glance at the girl who was restrained by Di Mingjue's waist, and then he covered up the shock in his eyes, lowered his eyes and said, "You and the Holy Queen can move in at any time."

Wha...what?!

When the Shen family heard this, they suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

Red Flame Country changes hands?!

This...this man defeated the Red Flame Kingdom?

Are you kidding me?

Moreover, the young man seemed to have mentioned just now that it is controlled by the ghost market.

Ghost market?

That’s right——!!

Shen Jinglin suddenly screamed, "Then, isn't that Lord Xia Yixia, the King of Hell in Xia'an City?!"

The Ghost Market is a very secretive and powerful organization on the Yanwu Continent.

No matter which country or city you are in, they are all dotted with stars.

The hierarchy in the ghost market is very strict, and the king of hell in each sub-city ghost market already has a very high position.

With a status like Shen Jinglin's, it was of course impossible for him to have come into contact with the King of Hell in Xia'an City, but he only took a look at him from a distance once.

At that time, Xia Yi, the King of Hell, was aloof and outshined by countless high-level warriors who were out of reach of Shen Jinglin, but he did not pay attention to those ordinary mid-to-high-level warriors at all.

But what about this moment?

King Xia Yan, whom he could only see from afar, was carrying a box and was decorated with some funny red silk.

And this Xia King of Hell is just one of many kings of hell.

This...put it this way, is it possible that all the people carrying boxes and sedan chairs here are all the kings of hell in the ghost market, or even higher levels?

Shen Jinglin's whole body was shaken by the wind.

Because he found that the coercive aura exuded by these people far exceeded that of him and Father Shen.

Their level is at least Earth-level warriors.

So these people are really high-level people in the ghost market?

But why do so many hell kings from the ghost market come to their Shen Mansion with boxes and sedan chairs?!

Muyan was also a little stunned by this scene. She widened her watery peach blossom eyes and looked at the man in front of her, "This...are these people your subordinates?"

Di Mingjue glanced at Ghost King Guyue and all the Hell Kings in the Ghost City, and curled his lips in disgust, "So be it."

Muyan felt like her head was in a state of confusion.

Even if she doesn't understand the ghost market, she still knows that these people kneeling on the ground must be of extraordinary origin and powerful.

But these people were so respectful and fearful of the man in front of them.

So, this man is not a fool with a bad brain? But a strong man who defies heaven?

Muyan opened her mouth, and it took her a while to find her voice, "What, what are you doing here?"

Of course I’m here to marry you!

Your Majesty, you always do whatever you want and do whatever you want.
Chapter completed!