Listening to Rain Pavilion.
After hearing Bai Zhi's words, the Woman fell silent for quite a while.
Just as Bai Zhi began wondering whether she intended to embezzle his hundred bucks, she sighed softly, flicked her sleeve, and one hundred units of Netherworld currency appeared in his hand.
"Guest, I hope you make it to the very end of this selection."
After saying those cryptic words, the Woman lowered her head to look at the Long Zither before her and said nothing more.
"..."
After staring at her for a while, Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to leave the shop.
So far, he had gone through four shops alone. Every Manager had not only possessed a different personality, but had been an entirely different kind of being as well: Paper Figure, Clown, Doll, Specter... What would he encounter next?
Although he had successfully saved enough money for a Ticket, he still could not understand the significance of this town at Hell's entrance. Those Managers had provided no useful information whatsoever, and the driver's words had all been elusive and ambiguous. However, it was clear that he was not the first person to come here.
A selection... If this was some kind of selection ceremony...
As he recalled what the Woman had said, Bai Zhi walked out of the shop.
However, the moment he emerged from the fourth shop, Bai Zhi saw Lin He coming out of the first shop across the street. Lin He's condition was clearly terrible. Half his body was drenched in blood, and as soon as he stepped outside, his body swayed weakly before he collapsed onto the ground in front of the shop.
Bai Zhi glanced back at the fifth shop at the end of this side of the street. After thinking briefly,