Zheng Que thought to himself, If I only sold one or two high-quality Ghost Servants, there wouldn't be much of a problem.
But if I sold high-quality Ghost Servants too often, surely anyone with a working brain would notice something was wrong.
That made it very important to learn about the Merit Bureau cultivator's reputation in advance!
If he had a good reputation, I could sell him a few Ghost Servants and get through my next tribulation first, then figure out what to do afterward. But if his reputation was too poor, it would be better to find another way...
Just then, Li Li'an promptly replied, "The senior at the Merit Bureau is named Qiu Tingfang. He's at the seventh layer of Qi Refining, but they say he has a Ghost Servant with the eighth level of Tongue-Pulling Hell. He's extremely powerful!"
"He's been in charge of the Merit Bureau for decades and has always had a good reputation. I've never heard anything bad about him."
At this point, he added indignantly, "Still, that Qiu Tingfang can be far too much of a stickler for the rules!"
"My three Ghost Servants and Soul-Nurturing Bag—I don't know which bastard sold them to the Merit Bureau."
"Because of that, I've only managed to redeem one of them so far!"
"I've lived in the city for years, and I see Qiu Tingfang all the time. We've built up a bit of a personal rapport over all these years. But when I asked him about the situation just now, he wouldn't let a single thing slip!"
"If I find out who stole my Ghost Servants and Soul-Nurturing Bag, I'll skin the bastard alive!"
Huh?
Zheng Que was stunned. Ku Lan hadn't just stolen one Soul-Nurturing Bag? She'd stolen three Ghost Servants too?
Wait!
Ku