Liu Yu stared at Qin Ye with great disbelief.

How long has it been since I’ve last been to Hell?

Eastmount Province is hundreds of miles away from Insignia Province, and yet… they’ve actually been able to construct an entire city in such a short span of time?

At once, his mind was filled with a multitude of thoughts.

Do they even have sufficient manpower? Or did they manage to link up with someone powerful? Could it be the Second King Yanluo’s aides? Or did the Third King Yanluo finally dig deep into the treasuries of his predecessors?

Regardless of what reason it might have been, the weight of these implications were still unbearably heavy.

Their short meeting over the banquet had given them much food for thought.

“Yes.” Rumyantsev agreed with little hesitation.

“One final thing, and you can consider this an extension of mercy to one of our former twelve envoys.” Qin Ye glanced at Liu Yu, before explaining, “Hell is prepared to receive all of the living dead here in Daehan, together with the means of manipulating and controlling the living dead. Besides, they’d only be a nuisance to Judge Liu if they remained here, wouldn’t they?”

“No problem.” Rumyantsev immediately agreed on Liu Yu’s behalf, before giving him a knowing look.

Liu Yu sighed softly in his heart, and clapped his hands authoritatively. Moments later, the sound of chimes and guzheng...