Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan was panicking. Why couldn't the Undead give him a phone or something? Why did he have to use such a traditional way to communicate with them? By the time he paid the Ancient Capital a visit and waited for the Queen of the Netherworld to relay the message to the Underworld, those assh**** Judicators would have already locked Qin Yu'er up!
"Oh, I'll let the king know!" The Queen of the Netherworld immediately withdrew her smile and vanished quickly back into the memorial tablet.
Mo Fan had no idea what else he could do, as his only option was to let Zhan Kong know.
Hopefully, Shao Zheng would be able to delay the Judicators so they would not reach the Sacred City of Europe so soon.
"I've told the king!" The Queen of the Netherworld suddenly returned before he could leave. Her voice took Mo Fan by surprise.
"What did he say?" Mo Fan said.
This is why some people love politics, and other people hate politics.