But at Grandpa Ghost's words, Lin Luo shook his head, feigning helplessness.
"Of course that's no problem, but I can barely keep myself alive right now. I'm afraid I won't be able to get you blood to drink in the future."
Hearing this, Grandpa Ghost grew anxious. As a veteran vampire, he had very exacting standards for blood.
If he really could no longer drink the blood Lin Luo procured, everything he drank afterward might taste bland.
At that thought, Grandpa Ghost could only say, "All right, tell me what you need me to do."
"Take me to Barren Mountain. I need to sign a contract with Drunkard Ghost."
Even Grandpa Ghost's expression changed at Lin Luo's request.
Although he was a vampire at the red-clothed vicious ghost level, setting foot on Barren Mountain still posed a mortal danger!
However much he craved the pig's blood Lin Luo had mentioned, Grandpa Ghost wasn't crazy enough to throw his life away.
"No. Pick another condition."
Grandpa Ghost's uncompromising attitude made Lin Luo abandon the idea.
"Fine, then help me deal with Deputy Director Ghost. He's bent on getting me killed."
Lin Luo didn't insist and made a different request.
His words, however, immediately left Grandpa Ghost speechless.
This fellow really knew how to stir up trouble, even managing to offend someone as troublesome as Deputy Director Ghost.
But Grandpa Ghost was no pushover either. Even against Deputy Director Ghost, he wouldn't show the slightest fear.
"Fine. I'll agree to help you once."
Seeing Grandpa Ghost compromise, Lin Luo continued, "No, once is too little. Ten times. Otherwise, if I die, no one will be able to bring you fresh blood to drink."
Grandpa Ghost was thoroughly exasperated by this, and after bargaining with Lin Luo, he finally agreed to help three