The old man's eyelids twitched wildly when he saw Tang Xiaoling take out a ten-thousand-denomination note.
Even though it was free money, he did not dare accept it.
He simply threw away the money in his hand, turned around, and fled with his grandson.
Tang Xiaoling stood there blankly, watching the pair swiftly vanish from sight, unable to understand what had happened.
Did they not like money?
Clearly, though, she would not be able to figure that out.
The grandfather and grandson had already disappeared.
"What a strange pair."
Tang Xiaoling put away the Spirit Coins and muttered to herself.
Tiantian, nestled in her arms, secretly chuckled at the sight.
It seemed the Little Master had spent so long in the human world that she had no idea how strict the hierarchy in the Evil Spirit World was.
If those two dared accept that money, someone would investigate their entire household within an hour.
Not only would they lose the money, but they might even wind up in prison!
Still, Tiantian had no intention of explaining this.
Tang Xiaoling was still young. Once she grew up and returned to the Evil Spirit Realm, she would gradually learn about such things.
But as the saying went, never flaunt your wealth.
Although the Evil Spirits did not dare covet the enormous sum Tang Xiaoling had taken out,
the other players' eyes had already begun to burn with desire.
They had all rushed here after learning that the Ghost Market, which appeared once every century, would be opening here.
Not only was this place safe, it had just one rule.
Money above all!
As long as you had money, you could live like a king here!
It was also the one remaining opportunity in the primordial cage for humans to turn their fortunes