"Don't get involved recklessly—did you forget what happened decades ago? What if it's a foreign guest again? You just got to Nanwu County, be careful not to stir up a big mess."
The Seventh Great-Uncle Master offered a word of advice.
The Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor thought for a moment and could only sigh.
"That's true. I saw a lot of foreigners along the way just now. Summoning a devil seems kind of normal, maybe it's just some devil who didn't want to travel. Wait, no, if that's the case, isn't he just sneaking across the border?"
The banter between man and zombie left the driver and the Scorching Sun Department's reception staff with grim faces—they were almost green with anxiety.
Someone's summoning a demon or a devil in the city?!
The smile on Wen Yan's face froze in place.
Clearly, he knew well that Nanwu County wasn't open-minded enough to let people summon demons in the middle of the city.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Cai Qidong directly.
