Robbery Has a Queue Too?

To avoid complications, Chen Feng wanted to finish the Spendthrift task as soon as possible.

"When do we make our move?" he pressed.

"No rush, brother," Greedy Ghost said. "A job like this could set us up for three years. Robbing the Ghost King could cost us our heads, so if we're doing it, we're going big."

"You mean?"

"We move in two months."

"Why wait two months?" Chen Feng asked. "What's special about then?"

"You forgot, brother? April Fifth and Seventh Month Fifteenth are the two Ghost Festivals. People sweep graves, honor their ancestors, burn paper offerings, and kowtow."

"Last Ghost Festival, the cemetery I managed alone had thirty thousand visitors. With that kind of crowd, the paper money collected that day was an astronomical sum."

Greedy Ghost told Chen Feng that the paper money collected on ordinary days belonged to the respective Heaven Kings. Only the money from the two Ghost Festivals had to be offered to the Ghost King.

The Ghost King?

An idea stirred in Chen Feng's mind. "Is the Ghost King at Station Eight too?"

Greedy Ghost wasn't sure either. "They say you can only find the Ghost King by boarding the Ghost Train at a particular time. But apart from the Hell King, who's in his inner circle, not even the other Heaven Kings know when that is."

"Then how do you deliver the money?"

"To stop anyone from figuring out the time, the Hell King's subordinate, Iron Wheel Ghost, has the Ghost Messengers seal off all of Station Eight on delivery day. No other ghosts are allowed in."

Chen Feng frowned. "A subordinate of the Hell King? He must be strong, right?"

"Don't worry. He isn't. All he does is chase female ghosts."

"If he isn't strong, how did he become the Hell