"You really don't look like someone who'd be so ruthless. I only stole three coffins, yet you stole five."
At that moment,
Yang Jian and Lin Yunhui had successfully withdrawn from the Coffin Shop and returned to Taiping Ancient Town in reality.
After making a slight adjustment, Yang Jian looked in surprise at the five coffins beside Lin Yunhui.
Lin Yunhui seemed a little embarrassed. "It was my first time robbing someone, so I was a bit inexperienced. Now that I've got some experience, if I get another chance, I can steal at least ten coffins."
"This was your first robbery? You looked completely practiced before." Yang Jian could not help looking her up and down.
In terms of robbery speed, he had actually lost to a novice.
He had even been the first to make a move.
"Eight coffins, five red and three black. That should be enough for a long time. After all, robbery isn't something we can do often. It's risky," Lin Yunhui said.
"The risks are a bit high, but the returns are great. It's still worth taking the risk." As Yang Jian spoke, he sank all eight coffins into his Ghost Lake, then set off again.
"Where are you going?" Lin Yunhui asked.
Yang Jian replied, "To the Coffin Shop on Ghost Street."
"Didn't we just escape from the Coffin Shop? What are you going back for?" Lin Yunhui did not understand.
Yang Jian said, "If I can rob it once, I can rob it a second time. While I can still act, I should do it again. The Coffin Shop can't do anything to me anyway."
"What?" Lin Yunhui, a Ghost Tamer from the Republican Era, was stunned by the sheer lack of limits shown by this modern man, Yang Jian.
In Lin Yunhui's