The Butcher Ghost was immediately delighted to hear this.
He had not expected Lin Luo to be as generous as ever. This filled the Butcher Ghost with goodwill toward Lin Luo, making him eager to call him brother.
After all, Lin Luo clearly had quite a collection of Netherworld Wine.
But just as the Butcher Ghost was about to sit down, the Gatekeeping Old Ghost stopped him.
"Butcher, you're the Cafeteria's cook. Sitting down to eat and drink without permission would break the rules."
Clearly, the scheming old Gatekeeping Old Ghost did not want to share the Netherworld Wine on the table with the Butcher Ghost.
In the Gatekeeping Old Ghost's view, Netherworld Wine was incredibly precious. A minor figure like the Butcher Ghost had no right to taste it.
His words, however, instantly enraged the Butcher Ghost. This Gatekeeping Old Ghost was simply too greedy.
Lin Luo had already given his permission, yet the Gatekeeping Old Ghost still dared to stop him. It was outrageous!
"Old bastard, you'd better mind your own business, or I'll mince you up and use you to fill dumplings!"
The Butcher Ghost barked sinisterly.
With that, the Butcher Ghost took the Meat-Cleaver from his waist, making it clear he was ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.
The Gatekeeping Old Ghost flew into a rage as well. After being beaten by the Wedding-Dress Female Ghost and finding himself unable to do anything to Lin Luo, all that pressure had long since left him wanting to find some unlucky soul to vent his anger on.
The Butcher Ghost happened to become his punching bag.
"Trash like you dares to boast like that?!"
As he spoke, the Gatekeeping Old Ghost swung his cane at him.
As one of the longest-serving employees of the Green Mountain Clinic,