When Old Master Cui did not hear Uncle Li's response, he more or less knew that the matter was still in a deadlock. His entire face was ashen. "Tell Jia Ling and Cui Hong to get back here. Let's see how well they taught their daughter."
With that, Old Master Cui walked out of the door in exasperation. Uncle Li sighed helplessly and could only follow closely behind.
However, on the other side, he had already contacted Jia Ling and Cui Hong.
When Old Master Cui arrived at the ghost market, he saw Ghost King Rakshasa's ashen face.
When Rakshasa saw Old Master Cui, he snorted. "It's really difficult to invite you over. Look at what Gu Man is doing under me. Isn't it an unchanged rule that the police station doesn't interfere in the ghost market? Do you have to turn my ghost market upside down?"
"The child is insensible. Please forgive her." Old Master Cui's casual words fooled this matter, but this was definitely not what Rakshasa wanted.
