The spectating ghosts looked at each other, yet no one spoke up.
"Hey, don't stall for time here. If you don't have enough Immortal Jade, you just don't. You want me to wait here for an hour while you raise money? Everyone is quite busy." The Bull Headed Ghost grumbled.
As the man in the gray robe was about to say something, his gaze fell on Shen Luo standing outside, which brightened his eyes.
"Friend Tian, I wonder if you could help me a bit. I will surely compensate you later." This person hesitated, but eventually walked over and addressed Shen Luo.
"There's no need for compensation, we come from the same place and should help each other." Shen Luo waved his hand, took out nine Immortal Jade and handed it over.
Gratitude flashed in the gray-robed man's eyes. He thanked Shen Luo, accepted the jade and placed it on the small stall. The old ghost in the black robe, seeing the jade in front of him, could hardly keep his joy hidden from his withered face.
