"King Zhanbei, if you want to live, confess all the evil deeds you have done!" The little ghost in red laughed heartily.
Wang Zhanbei, upon hearing this, knelt on the bed and prayed for the wronged people. "I... I didn't kill you... Please let me go..."
Just as Wang Zhanbei was pleading, he suddenly remembered the ghostly events from a few months ago and reasonably recognized the identities of these grievances.
These were their own devils, but had they been vanquished by their master? Why are they hurting themselves?
"I... I've always worshipped you, how... how could you hurt me? Please go back, I will continue to worship you..." Wang Zhanbei pleaded sincerely.
However, these dissatisfactions had already been boldly controlled by Zhang Dadan. Where could we remember his kindness?
Moreover, if Wang Zhanbei hadn't turned them into ghosts, they wouldn't have been able to transcend their lives forever.
