West Hall.
By the time Jiang Lin and Tai Qin finished their meal and packed a few more boxes of wine, returning to the Ghost Market.
Many ghosts had not yet had a chance to speak on stage.
Jiang Lin glanced around and went to the mission center first.
He made a copy of the public information about 'networks' from the West Hall.
He hoped to research something when he returned to the East Hall.
As for Tai Qin,
After the meal, something seemed to have come up temporarily on his end.
They parted ways at the entrance of the private restaurant.
"Huh, is that the streamer?!"
As he emerged from the mission center, a clear voice came from beside him.
Jiang Lin looked and saw two figures, one tall and one short, one male and one female.
He recognized them.
A Rui, with two buns tied on her head, excitedly tugged at her owner beside her, "Master, Master, it's the streamer!"
After hearing the news, she had specifically gone around the Ghost Market.
But she hadn't encountered the streamer.
She hadn't expected to meet him here; was this fate?
Hehe~
Bao Yan still had his usual sleepy look, "I see."
Jiang Lin nodded at them, "Long time no see."
These two ghosts were A Rui, a fan he met when he first came to the West Hall, and her owner – Bao Yan, the senior artifact refiner.
At that time, he had even commissioned a combat arena from Bao Yan.
Due to a lack of a certain material, Bao Yan had A Rui take him to find the material under a deep-sea peach tree.
"Mhm, long time no see, great streamer!"
A Rui said excitedly, "Great streamer, what are you here for this time? Do you need any help?"
"My master is very good at making ghost artifacts, he should be able to help!"
Jiang Lin shook his head, "I'm done with my business in the West Hall. What about you two? Are you here to pick up a mission?"
A Rui smiled, "No, Master has already completed his mission and is here to turn it in now!"
At this moment, Bao Yan seemed to have finally come to his senses and asked:
"How is your artifact refining going?"
He remembered that Jiang Lin seemed to be learning this at the time?
Jiang Lin thought for a moment and truthfully replied, "I can barely avoid blowing up the furnace."
Many things had happened after returning to the East Hall.
Work matters, cultivation matters, streaming matters…
Artifact refining was just a hobby for him, something he practiced when he had time.
Bao Yan asked, "Do you have any finished products?"
"Yes."
Jiang Lin opened his storage bag and locked his spiritual power onto a black dagger inside.
He took it out and handed it to Bao Yan.
Bao Yan, as a senior artifact refiner, took a look at the surface finish and the impurities contained within.
"Did you refine it as a hobby?" Bao Yan asked.
"Mhm."
"The overall finish is average, but the removal of impurities is decent."
Bao Yan said, handing the dagger back to Jiang Lin, "As a hobby, it's quite well done."
Jiang Lin took the dagger, "Thanks."
After chatting for a few moments, Bao Yan pulled A Rui to the mission center to turn in their mission.
Jiang Lin went to another place to get a tea tree for King Jian An to take back.
…
Meanwhile,
The East Hall welcomed a group of uninvited guests.
"Hello everyone, we've just come from the South Hall and will likely be staying in your hall for a while. Please take care of us in the future."
At the entrance of the Underworld, Zhong Kui, dressed as Zhong Kui, was smiling and stuffing things into the hands of the gate guards.
The gate guards looked down and saw a bag of malt candy, common on the market.
If this was considered bribery, it would insult the word itself.
"Hahaha, just a small token, please try some."
Zhong Kui, who had rarely shaved his beard and looked like a model youth, said with a smile,
"It's all homemade, not worth much."
"…"
As soon as he said this, the words of refusal that the gate guards had prepared got stuck in their throats.
If they didn't accept it, would the other party think they looked down on ghosts?
They had heard that the ghost messengers in the south were all belligerent.
What if, by accident, it became the fuse for a war between the two halls?
"Cough cough…"
The leading gate guard coughed twice, his hand still frozen in the motion of accepting the bag of candy.
"What business do you have in the East Hall this time?"
He said, glancing at the group of ghost messengers behind Zhong Kui, who were all neatly dressed and looked ready to fight at any moment.
Although the four halls kept to themselves, they could still pass through temporarily for urgent matters.
Moreover, ghost messengers of Zhong Kui's level had some authority.
But, a whole group coming at once…?
What did this mean?
Could it be that something major had happened?
"Hahaha, don't be nervous…"
Zhong Kui said with a smile, "We are here at the command of King Yama to conduct friendly exchanges in the East Hall."
"Exchanges?"
The gate guards looked at each other, they hadn't heard of this.
The leading gate guard thought for a moment and said, "Do you have any documents?"
Zhong Kui chuckled, "No."
Their King Yama had sent a message via flying sword.
But could it be trusted?
King Yama had directly written in the air with a flying sword.
How could he produce it?
"…"
The leading gate guard was silent for a moment, "Please wait, we need to verify with our superiors."
"Alright, we're not in a hurry."
Zhong Kui appeared very accommodating, but the gate guards did not dare to slack off and hurried to consult their superior ghost messengers.
Putting aside Zhong Kui's formidable strength, Zhong Kui represented the South Hall.
For the sake of peace between the two halls, they did not dare to act rashly.
…
"Ghost messengers from the South Hall are here for exchanges?"
The superior ghost messenger was stunned when he heard this.
He hadn't heard of this matter either.
He could only continue to pass it up the chain.
Finally, it reached the King Yama's Hall.
Inside King Yama's Hall,
Yan Luo looked at the ghost messenger in front of her, feeling a headache.
Then she looked at Nan Ming, who was standing beside her with his arms crossed, looking as if nothing was wrong.
Her headache intensified.
In fact, as soon as the ghost messengers from the South Hall entered the Eastern territory, Nan Ming had said:
"They're here."
As for why he didn't go to the gate to receive them,
Nan Ming's intention was that this was the East Hall, and they should follow the East Hall's rules.
Upon hearing this, Yan Luo was so angry she gnashed her teeth.
—Since you know this is the East Hall and you should follow the East Hall's rules.
Then why did this guy still stay when she told him he couldn't stay?! Da Feng Novel Network
"King Yama?"
The ghost messenger who delivered the message asked.
Yan Luo said with a cold face, "Let them in and settle them in properly."
"Yes."
Seeing the ghost messenger about to turn and leave, Yan Luo added:
"Record all their expenses in the East Hall in the ledger!"
She glanced at Nan Ming out of the corner of her eye, "...When the time comes, we'll settle the bill for everything they eat and use."
Don't even think about treating her East Hall as a long-term meal ticket!
Yan Luo even suspected that these ghost messengers were transferred because the South Hall's coffers had been emptied.
And now, they had come to her place to freeload.
Upon hearing this,
The ghost messenger responsible for delivering the message was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Yes."
Beside her, Nan Ming, who had his arms crossed and looked like he was uninvolved, was also taken aback.
A bill?
He really hadn't thought of that.
Wouldn't that mean he would be in debt again?
Nan Ming thought for a moment, then dismissed the matter.
Forget it, let Zhong Kui worry about it.
…