From behind the red silk curtains that oversaw the gambling den, Hua Cheng spoke to one of the attendants that stood outside of the curtains. One of his underlings.

"Excuse me," The lady spoke up after listening to the Ghost King, her voice loud and clear. The gambling den quieted down, all eyes looking at the female demon.

"You, the Ghost King wishes for you to come up." She points towards a figure that stood off to the side, motioning them to come up where the Ghost King resided.