Xu Jiao was already bewildered, very cooperatively entwining herself with the long-haired man.
The long-haired ghost let out a chuckle, just about to take the final step in his plan, when the door was suddenly knocked on loudly.
"Boss! Boss!"
With an abrupt turn, the long-haired ghost roared impatiently, "Are you trying to summon a soul or what? Can't you see I'm busy right now? Get out, and don't ruin my mood!!"
"Boss, it's Boss Zhang, Zhang Wentao has arrived; he seems to be looking for you. His face even looks murderous, I don't know if someone has offended him and he wants you to join him for a fight."
"Fighting alongside Boss Zhang could mean significant earnings."
"At the very least, it should be about a hundred thousand or eighty thousand."
Upon hearing this, the long-haired ghost had no choice but to straighten up and put his pants back on.
