Collecting the Bride Price

Inside Wang Sheng Hall.

The girl in the black dress knelt before the Divine Idol, refusing to rise.

Fine red threads hung down from above like rain, swaying gently inside the hall.

At the end of every red thread hung an Ancient Copper Coin. Whenever the coins occasionally struck one another, they rang out pleasantly.

Lu Ran stood quietly at the hall entrance, his gaze passing over the beautiful rain of red as he looked at the slender figure in the depths of the great hall.

Who knew what Li Rouyin and Lord Wangquan had discussed? She had already been kneeling for a long time.

Did Lord Wangquan disapprove?

"Sigh." Lu Ran let out a breath and, out of boredom, opened his Grim Horizontal Pupils.

In an instant, the scene before his eyes changed.

The silky red rain swaying in the breeze turned into strings of eerie Money String.

One illusory copper coin after another radiated Death Qi. Combined with the festive red, they made this Wang Sheng Hall all the more terrifying.

"Lu Ran."

"Here!" Lu Ran immediately replied.

"Come here." Li Rouyin turned her head slightly, her hollow gaze directed behind her. "Thank you, Lord Wangquan."

Lu Ran strode forward, passing alone through the rain of red threads.

"Dingling~ Dinglingling~"

Crisp chimes rang out one after another, drawing a faint curve to Li Rouyin's lips.

She did not need to look to know where Lu Ran had walked. Just as during his previous visits, he had never managed to avoid this "rain of red filling the sky."

"Thank you, Lord Wangquan, for your gift." Lu Ran pressed his palms together and gave a proper bow.

"It seems my horizons were too narrow after all." Li Rouyin rose to her feet. "Lord Wangquan said that you no longer lack