Zhao Hai was sitting in a restaurant in a city outside the nether ghost sect, drinking wine. His ears were not idle, and he was listening to the people in the restaurant.
This restaurant was the largest restaurant in the city. Many cultivators were eating in the restaurant. These cultivators were all rogue cultivators, and the main guests of the restaurant were these rogue cultivators.
To be honest, Zhao Hai really envied these secret practitioners. In the underground world, secret practitioners were not short of money. When they went outside the city, they just had to find an empty place and they could claim it as their own. As long as the city that managed the land paid taxes, all the income from the land would belong to Zhao Hai. He could catch some red gnomes to farm. He didn't have to manage them at all. All he had to do was lie at home and count the money.
