Under the glow of the red bridal lanterns, Jia Ren's face alternated between light and shadow, an indescribable chill spread throughout his body.
The woman in the red bridal dress easily transformed the white lantern into a red one; her ability to alter the nature of the mysterious instrument at will was truly terrifying.
This was the most frightening entity he had encountered here, far surpassing the monstrous creature he had faced throughout the night.
Why did he encounter such a dreadful figure just after leaving Fengdu City?
Jia Ren recalled the elderly ferryman by the Ming River, who had mentioned his daughter was getting married and was in a hurry.
Could the ferryman's daughter be this woman?
This explained the trouble finding its way to him; it must have been instigated by that old ghost.
Having identified her, Jia Ren forced a couple of dry laughs, squeezing a smile onto his face: "Miss, it's an honor to witness your grand wedding, but I have yet to present my gift."
