Uncle Ming's face turned green and white. The other party was obviously determined to snatch the Wolong Fan, and there was no room for negotiation.
"Are you kidding me?
One hundred thousand soul coins is half a year's income for a middle-class family in Hurricane City. Our family head is willing to spend half a year's income to be on good terms with you. Why do you make things so difficult for us?
What's more, you can't take away this fan, because its current owner is also a ghost king!"
Zhan Xin claims to be the Ghost King. Regarding this statement, Uncle Ming is too weak to tell whether it is true or false.
But Lin Tianyou is the real ghost king, this is what Ming Luo told him personally.
Although the underworld is a place where the weak prey on the strong, it is unlikely that one ghost king will rob another ghost king.
Unless these two ghost kings have a life-and-death feud, they all live in peace.
After all, cultivation is not easy. Once a fight breaks out, both sides will lose, which is not good for anyone.
"What are you talking about? The owner of the Crouching Dragon Fan is also a ghost king?"
Hearing this, Zhan Xin's joking face finally changed.
He can ignore any ghost clan below the Ghost King, but he can no longer ignore the ghost clan above the Ghost King.
If it is not handled properly, a war between the two sides is very likely to occur.
"That's right, even if you don't give our master face, please don't embarrass us for the sake of the ghost king."
Uncle Ming was still bent over, but his tone was much tougher than before.
With the support of a ghost king like Lin Tianyou, he believed that the other party would take it into consideration.
In fact, Zhan Xin did have some concerns. He was afraid that the other party's ghost king realm would be higher than his own, and it would be too embarrassing if he couldn't win.
But when I think about the fact that I vowed to grab the Crouching Dragon Fan for Ling Xi before, if I shrink back now, won’t I be looked down upon by the beautiful woman?
At that moment, Zhan Xin said coldly:
"Okay, since you said this belongs to the Ghost King, then I will wait for that Ghost King to appear and let you see that even if we are both Ghost Kings, there are still strong and weak points.
Now tell me, when will he come?"
"We'll be here in half an hour at most."
When Uncle Ming saw what the other party said, his inner fear suddenly diminished.
Presumably, during the waiting process, they were not in danger of their lives.
"Young Master Zhan, what nonsense are you talking to these little people? Just take the fan away.
You are also the Ghost King of Dragon Scale City, so how can the Ghost King of a small city have the right to ask you to wait?"
Ling Xi was anxious to get the Wolong Fan, so he urged him beside him.
"Don't worry, I have always been very reasonable. Since I said I would wait, I must wait.
Don't worry, there are five of them, so the waiting process won't be boring.
I will kill someone every ten minutes.
If the ghost king doesn't show up until half an hour later, all of these people will be killed."
Zhan Xinyin sneered.
"I see, it sounds interesting. Hehe, I guess this would be more fun than killing them directly."
Ling Xi clapped her hands and laughed.
Just as she was bored, it was very interesting to see the fear of these ghosts before they died.
The conversation between the two shocked Uncle Ming and others.
They didn't expect this ghost king to be so cruel.
"Sir, can you please let me send a message to the young master? I want him to come over quickly."
Killing someone every ten minutes doesn't scare people to death?
So Uncle Ming wanted to tell Lin Tianyou what was going on here and ask the young master to come over quickly and save his life.
"No problem, send it as you like."
Zhan Xin smiled and agreed to Uncle Ming's request.
Fortunately, with the help of the telegraph, he could hear who that kid was.
Uncle Ming proudly agreed and immediately took out the transmission talisman to connect his spiritual consciousness.
In a moment, the transmission notes were connected successfully.
"Hey, is this Mr. Lin? Can you come here quickly? There is a ghost king who wants your Crouching Dragon Fan. He also said that if you don't do it within half an hour, he will kill us all."
The moment the call was connected, Uncle Ming immediately spoke loudly.
"Don't be anxious, tell that guy, I will arrive within half an hour. If he dares to steal my Crouching Dragon Fan, let him wash his neck and wait, I will chop off his head with a sword.
!”
Lin Tianyou's cold voice came from the transmission note.
Zhan Xin was surprised when he heard those arrogant and domineering words.
Immediately, his expression turned cold and his tone was angry:
"Boy, you are so brave, you dare to ask me to clean my neck and let you chop off your head? You must have this ability!
Let me tell you, I am the Ghost King from Dragon Scale City, you’d better think clearly when you speak, otherwise you’ll be responsible for the consequences!”
After saying that, he waited for Lin Tianyou's answer with a sinister look on his face.
He specially emphasized the three words "Dragon Scale City" because he wanted to tell Lin Tianyou that his origin was not simple.
Even if he is also a ghost king, he must take into account his identity as the ghost king of the big city.
As a result, after waiting for several seconds, the transmission note did not emit any echo.
Instead, they cut off contact directly.
"Tsk, it turns out he is a coward!"
Zhan Xin sneered disdainfully.
It seems that the identity of the Ghost King of Dragon Scale City has successfully shocked Lin Tianyou.
He said that no matter how powerful the ghost king in the small city was, he would not dare to easily provoke the ghost king in the big city.
Because no one is sure how many backers there are behind the ghost king of this big city.
"Young Master Zhan is indeed amazing. He has already scared the other person even before they met. I admire him!"
Ling Xi said with a sweet smile.
"Haha, Xi'er, don't worry. When the ghost king appears, I will have him kneel on the ground and deliver the Wolong Fan to you with my own hands."
Hearing the praise from the woman he likes makes Zhan Xin even more proud.
"Ah? Isn't this bad?
After all, the other party is also the Ghost King, doesn’t it mean that the power of the Ghost King should not be offended?”
Ling Xi covered his mouth and said.
"So what? I asked him to kneel down. Even if he is the King of Ghosts, he would not dare to disobey."
Zhan Xin looked casual.
Ling Xi was the woman he recognized, and she was fully qualified to accept the kneeling of a ghost king.
However, he suspected that Lin Tianyou might not dare to show up again.
After all, Dragon Scale City ranks among the first-tier cities among all the cities in the underworld.
I don’t know how many times it is far more than a small eighteenth-tier city like Hades City.
A first-level ghost king in a first-tier city can probably repel a third-level ghost king in an eighteenth-tier city.
This is the deterrent power brought by the city's heritage.
"Well, then I'll listen to you."
Ling Xi had never enjoyed the Ghost King's kneeling before, and she was very much looking forward to experiencing this feeling.
In the future, when gathering with friends and besties, this experience will be something she can use to show off.
Uncle Ming felt extremely desolate when he saw this scene.
It seems that Mr. Lin, the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, will no longer come here.
He didn't even dare to answer the transmission notes, and his momentum was already weak.
"We are dead, we are dead."
Uncle Ming stood there trembling, feeling like the days passed by were like years.