Seeing the Netherworld ghostfire sweeping toward me, I did not dare let my guard down in the slightest.
Back in the Tube Building, I had been burned by it once. My feet had hurt for ages afterward...
I hurriedly sheathed my sword and retreated, pulling the Black Umbrella from my back to block it.
The Black Umbrella opened, blocking the surging Netherworld ghostfire, but the flames spread throughout the entire room.
Netherworld ghostfire did not burn physical objects. It only burned souls.
Several little goldfish in the tank surfaced to gulp air, and the green flames happened to reach them.
The next second, all the little goldfish flipped belly-up.
If Master found out that the little goldfish he kept had been burned to death, he would probably slap this black-clad Female Ghost to death.
But for now, I could only kill her in Master's place.
After blocking her Netherworld ghostfire, I gave a cold snort.
"You want to scheme against my ghost shop? You're not qualified!"
The black-clad Female Ghost smiled coldly after hearing that.
"For a tiny ghost shop owner like you, isn't the temptation of Black Bamboo Mountain great enough?"
"Not nearly tempting enough! And that Yin-Yang Ghost Pact of yours reads like it was written by an idiot. Only a fool would sign it.
"Next time you draft a contract, take a look at how the terms are written by the three major insurance companies first.
"But you won't get a next time..."
Hearing this, the black-clad Female Ghost licked her lips.
"Honestly! I meant to use Black Bamboo Mountain's name to scare you.
"I deliberately leaked the information and had that old water-begging ghost pass it on to you.
"I never expected Black Bamboo Mountain's reputation and allure to still fail to intimidate a fake dead