As the King of Hell spoke, the message was quickly relayed.
In addition, there were white-robed ghost messengers who had come specifically to receive the ghost messengers from the Southern Hall.
At the entrance to the Underworld.
The gatekeepers received the message and immediately let them pass: "Please come in."
"Brothers, we'll be relying on you for care from now on!"
Zhong Kui greeted the gatekeepers with a smile.
Then, leading a group of ghost messengers, they followed the white-robed ghost messenger and entered grandly.
"..."
The gatekeepers looked at the bag of malt candy in their hands, then at the retreating backs of the warlike group.
They felt… strange.
Who would give malt candy to the gatekeepers right upon arrival?
At least people getting married would give out small red envelopes.
...
Meanwhile,
The ghost messengers from the Southern Hall entered the Underworld.
Following the white-robed ghost messengers from the Eastern Hall, they wandered through the Underworld and arrived at a large mansion.
Although the white-robed ghost messengers didn't quite understand what was happening, they performed all the necessary courtesies.
"...Regarding future exchanges, the two Kings of Hell will decide and then notify you."
"We wish you all a good time eating, drinking, and playing in the Eastern Hall."
After introducing the "customs" of the Eastern Hall,
And leaving behind the [Ghost Kid's Stone] for urgent message transmission, along with a rough map of the Eastern Hall,
The white-robed ghost messengers temporarily departed.
Creak—
Bang!
The door of the mansion had just closed.
The Southern Hall ghost messengers, who had been quiet moments before, immediately began looking around.
Some looked at the rooms, others at the maps.
Some even tapped the tea set on the table.
Knock, knock!
"The things in the Eastern Hall look quite sturdy."
"The Underworld has been very peaceful as we came along."
"I just saw a ghost glare at me, probably wanting a fight!" said the ghost, rolling up his sleeves.
Eager for action.
The ghost who had been peeking along the wall exclaimed in surprise, "This room is indeed sturdy. I just tested it a little, and it didn't break."
"It's completely different from the rooms in our Southern Hall!"
Rustle—
Two ghosts gathered together and looked over the map left by the white-robed ghost messengers twice.
"The terrain of the Eastern Hall is the same as what we saw in the live stream. The human world should be similar too. Now we don't have to worry about getting lost."
"You're afraid of getting lost here!?" Da Feng Novel Network
Beside them, a ghost messenger sat casually on the desk, crossing his legs.
He said dismissively, "You can open Underworld passages anywhere within the Eastern territory. Getting lost is impossible."
Unlike their Southern Hall, where they could only open Underworld passages at fixed points to return to the Underworld.
"Exactly!"
A young-looking male ghost messenger with slightly curly hair agreed:
"Even Nie Jiu from the eighteenth team, who got so lost, never truly went astray!"
"So I'm not worried about that at all. I feel completely secure!"
A female ghost messenger leaned against a pillar and muttered, "I wonder how the cultivation rooms in the Eastern Hall are."
In the Southern Hall, cultivation rooms were highly sought after.
Because apart from the cultivation rooms, other places were too easily damaged.
If they broke something, they had to pay.
Thinking this, she prepared to go out, "I'll go inquire first to see if there are enough spots..."
The female ghost messenger reached the door and placed her hand on the main door, but hadn't pushed it open yet.
Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.
Why was it a bit… chilly?
Following her intuition, she looked and saw Lord Zhong Kui, who had shaved his beard, with a serious expression.
Everyone else was adapting to the new environment, but Lord Zhong Kui seemed unaffected.
The female ghost messenger paused her hand on the door and asked:
"Lord Zhong Kui, did something happen?"
Or was there a problem with the Eastern Hall?
Her question alerted the other ghost messengers around.
Soon, the ghost messengers in the room quieted down.
They looked at their leader – Lord Zhong Kui.
Gazing at by all his team members, Zhong Kui slowly sighed.
"Lord Zhong Kui, what's wrong?"
"Did something happen?"
The team members looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.
Wasn't coming out for a trip supposed to be a happy occasion?
What could it be,
That could make the powerful Lord Zhong Kui show such an expression?
"Actually, this matter shouldn't have been told to you..."
Zhong Kui took out a ledger from his怀, his tone heavy:
"But I think it's time I told you."
Saying this, he opened the ledger in his hand.
A red light emanated from within.
The team members were stunned, "Lord Zhong Kui, this is...?"
Zhong Kui: "This is our Southern Hall's ledger."
The red light represented debt.
As he flipped through the ledger, he explained the debt situation and the various expenses of the Southern Hall.
The team members looked at each other, had their Southern Hall really fallen into such a deficit?
Could they go bankrupt one day?
Wait, did their Southern Hall have any 'assets' to go bankrupt?
"Lord Zhong Kui, is there anything we can do?"
The young-looking male ghost messenger with slightly curly hair asked.
"Yes, Lord Zhong Kui, we are also part of the Southern Hall."
The two ghost messengers holding the map exchanged glances and actively stated their willingness.
The ghost messengers in the room spoke one after another, expressing their willingness to contribute to the Underworld.
The atmosphere reached this point.
Zhong Kui felt it was time.
"Since everyone has said so, our first goal is to address our clothing, food, housing, and transportation in the Southern Hall..."
Zhong Kui took out ten storage bags at once and lined them up in front of him.
"These contain the arena platforms, cultivation techniques, and skills that I brought from the Southern Hall. They can all be resold in the Eastern Hall."
"Since Jiang Wuchang has promoted them, they should sell quite well."
"If everyone can sell a few items, it would be a great help."
At this point, Zhong Kui paused:
"By the way, if you break anything in the Eastern Hall, there will be additional compensation. I hope everyone will pay attention to this."
Oh, right!
They also had to compensate for breaking things in the Eastern Hall!
The team members suddenly realized.
"Lord Zhong Kui, don't worry, we will act carefully!"
"Leave the buying and selling to us!"
The team members patted their chests and guaranteed.
They stepped forward, opened the ten storage bags, and began to pack the items.
As they packed, they discussed, "These cultivation techniques should sell for tens of thousands, right?"
"The arena platforms should start at least at a hundred thousand? If we sell a few more, we'll have enough for our food and clothing."
"Will the Eastern Hall find them too expensive?"
"Possibly, they are fierce negotiators. We must not yield easily then!"
"Yes, we must not yield easily!"
"I'll send out the ghost soldiers first to scout the way."
The future of the Southern Hall rested on them!
...
Beside them, Zhong Kui watched this scene.
He nodded in approval.
This way, there should be less destruction, and they could earn some extra income.
Next...
It was time to meet that King of Hell who suddenly slipped from the Western Hall to the Eastern Hall and suddenly started the [Southeast Exchange].
If that person were to break something here, their Southern Hall would truly be bankrupt.
...
(PS: Zhong Kui is not only strong in combat, but also very intelligent!)