Chapter 631 - Black Deity

“Hey, kid. I heard you found yourself a rich man?”

Lu Sheng and Chu Sihan were standing at the side, waiting for the two brothers to speak.

Suddenly, a group of ghosts walked over. There were twenty of them.

Some had beer bottles while others had wooden sticks. The rest were empty-handed.

When Jia Li saw these ghosts, he subconsciously hid behind Jia Zheng.

“This rich man?”

The ghost in the lead was a very skinny youth with a slight hunchback. He had one hand in his pocket and the other holding a stick. He looked at Jia Zheng maliciously.

“This is the group of people who often rob others?” Jia Zheng asked with a frown.

‘”Yes!” Jia Li nodded. “It’s them!”

“Why?” The youth lifted his chin and walked forward. He stared at Jia Zheng and asked, “You want to stand up for him?”

“Hand over the money and the deed if you know what’s good for you.”

“Hurry up. Don’t waste my time.”

…

When the youth spoke, his men also spoke.

Lu Sheng narrowed her eyes and smiled disdainfully.

“Why?”

The ten guards standing at the side twisted their fingers and blocked the brothers expressionlessly.

“Not bad. You even know how to get help.”

The youth sneered and waved his hand. The ghosts behind immediately fought with the ten guards.

Although they had a lot of people, the bodyguards were trained strictly. More than half of the ghosts collapsed in a few moves.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the youth frowned and took out his phone, seemingly wanting to call for someone.

At this moment, the Black Deity happened to pass by.

“What happened?”

The cold voice made everyone stop in their tracks.

“Lord… Lord Black!”

When the youth saw the Black Deity, his expression changed drastically.

The Black Deity strode forward and looked coldly at the ghosts on the ground. His gaze landed on the youth. “Wu Han, tell me.”

“I… He…”

The youth’s eyes darted around guiltily.

As for Jia Li, when the Black Deity arrived, he was so scared that he did not even dare to raise his head.

“How can gangsters run amok in the modern Netherworld?”

Chu Sihan watched coldly for a while before speaking faintly.

The Black Deity was stunned before realizing Chu Sihan and Lu Sheng.

He asked in surprise, “When did His Highness Yan Han arrive?”

Chu Sihan said with a faint smile, “It’s been a while. I’ve seen a lot of different sides of the modern Netherworld.”

The Black Deity smiled awkwardly. “I’ve embarrassed myself in front of Your Highness Yan Han. These people lack discipline. No matter how many times I’ve said it, they’re still like this. We have no choice.”

“If you really want to discipline them, there are many ways.”

When Chu Sihan glanced at the youth and the rest, a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

He looked at the Black Deity again and said, “Lord Black, do you know how we discipline disobedient ghosts there?”

“How?” the Black Deity asked with an awkward smile.

“It’s simple.” Chu Sihan smiled faintly and said, “Throw them into the River of Forgetfulness. If they survive, they’re lucky. If they can’t, they can treat it as they’re food to the snakes, insects, and ferocious beasts in the River of Forgetfulness.”

When he said this, the youth and the rest’s pale faces became even paler.

The Black Deity smiled and said, “We’re the modern Netherworld after all. We’re not that strict, but…”

He glanced at the youth and the rest and said coldly, “You should experience life in the eighteen levels of hell.”

“No, Lord Black!”

The youth immediately knelt on the ground in fear and begged for mercy. “Lord Black, please spare us this once. We won’t dare to do it again!”