"Good Luck Comes~ Wishing you good luck~ Good luck brings joy and love~"
"Good Luck Comes~ Our good luck has come~ Riding our good luck to prosper far and wide~"
And so, within this altar buried deep underground and teeming with ghostly shadows, Su Ling'er witnessed the most bizarre and grotesque scene of her entire life.
On her left, countless Curses emitted gurgling sounds that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, "GURGLE... GURGLE...";
On her right, the black cats and grinning imps let out ear-piercing, shrill screeches, "MEEEOW... MEEOW...";
And above her head, the song "Good Luck Comes" echoed all around... a song filled with celebration, hope, and blessings.
For a moment, everyone's expression froze.
It was a complex look, a mixture of extreme terror, utter disbelief, and an existential crisis.
