He just had to play a money-grubber who had never seen the world. He had seen plenty of those on television. Easy enough.
Cui Jiuyang wore an entranced smile, even spreading his two great pincers slightly as though he wanted to embrace the treasure. He shuffled forward, step by step, muttering:
"My heavens... so many wonderful things! And we actually found them! This... this is unbelievable! We're rich! We've really struck it rich this time!"
Watching Cui Jiuyang's money-grubbing display, the chill in Ao Dongping's eyes gradually subsided.
In the end, he was only a country demon who had seen little of the world.
So what if he was quick-witted?
Faced with such immense wealth, it was only natural for him to react this way.
Giving him a share of the spoils afterward should be enough to appease him and keep his mouth shut.
Besides, this Crab Spirit had proved quite handy lately.
He worked methodically and thought clearly, as though he had once worked specifically as a clerk. He considered every procedure and detail of the various official documents with exceptional thoroughness.
Many methods that had never occurred to Ao Dongping came naturally to him.
He handled the complicated, tedious clerical work in the general's tent quite well, saving Ao Dongping considerable trouble.
Such talent was rare among the East Sea's Demon Race, whose members were generally all brawn and no brains.
And so, the old sea turtle's momentary appreciation for talent let Cui Jiuyang slip through.
Since the Crab Spirit had already seen everything anyway, they might as well let him into the Treasure Vault. That would give them another pair of hands to help with the preliminary inventory and records.
Thus, Ao Dongping gave General Lei a discreet nod of assent.
The four of them then entered