Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

3 hours had passed since Dorian had parted with his teacher.

Will he assist those ghosts?

Of course he will!

After all, he had to purify and exorcize them, sending them for judgment.

How the heavens choose to punish or reward them for their deeds during their lifetime was not his business.

His job was to send them away.

Of course, nothing in this life was free.

One should know that their presence around Angzen all this time had gathered yin around his teacher.

So Angzen would still need to pay for his services, as well as buy a few talismans to wear for specific periods until he was fine.

They had stayed around him for months, causing Angzen to look slightly attractive to other wandering ghosts and spirits.

Would he hell Angzen get his money back?

Yup!

It wouldn't be him but his parents who wanted to do so.

And that's why he made plans to meet Angzen in his hometown in 10 days.

Butler Sheng glanced at his watch, taking more of the time.

'4:26 P.M.'

The Grandmaster said he wanted to go stone gambling by 5.

Butler Sheng took down the canopy tent, subconsciously looking out for Zhulyn and the car.

Where was he?

Vrmmm~

Zhulyn arrived as fast as he could.

And soon, they were off.

It was time to gather more resources!

Like so, Dorian was once again on the move.

But unbeknownst to him, some people just didn't want him to breathe.

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Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sounds of very light and frightened footsteps began echoing across a long winding alleyway.

The few tall buildings that long cast a dark blanket over the alleyway, cooling the air from the boiling sun.

Garbage bins piled up along the walls, and a few stray cats could also be heard meowing away.

Meoww!~

Hup.

The owner of the footsteps jumped in alert, very frightened by her surroundings.

That's right.

It was a woman with a scarf wrapped over her head, large dark shades on her eyes, some thick gloves, jeans, and a pair of heels.

But even with all the cover-up she did, one could still tell that she was a very dashing lady.

"Hey, sugar, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?"

"I-I-I~..."

Bubuum. Bubuum.

The girl's heart fisted into a ball as she nervously moistened her new dry lips.

Gangsters.

Just up ahead were several masters, smoking and playing around, looking very intimidating.

And at the far end of the left alley bend was a wide back door.

'This must be it!' The girl thought, tightening her grip on the instructional map in one of her hands.

Of course, she also tightened her girl on her bag subconsciously.

"Hey, little girl!"

Suddenly, one of them stood up with a bat in his hand.

"F***! Don't you hear our second in command talking to you? When you come in here, you better show some damn respect!"

Bang!

The bat smashed into the wall, causing the girl to jerk and shriek even more.

"Ahh~"

"Sh!" Another said in irritation. "Don't even think about screaming!"

If passerbys or others come in here, they would think that they had touched or raped this woman in any way.

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~Thrip. Thrip. Thrip.~

The blond second in command began sparkling his lighter, wanting to have a smoke.

~Wheeeeww~

He let out a whiff of white smoke, finally resting his attention on the wobbling girl before them.

"Hey... Whore... Are you trying to set us up or something?"

"No... I..." The girl panicked even more.

"Shut up!"

The man was annoyed.

What was the meaning of that scream earlier?

As gang members, they had indeed done a lot of evil in their lives.

However, what they hated the most was to go down for a crime they didn't commit.

At least if they had done it, they wouldn't mind all that much.

But they haven't even moved a finger, talk less of bruising her or touching her.

They had heard many people scream in fear before. But this girl's scream was just too ridiculous.

It was almost as though she had a volume amping device on her.

F***!

She wouldn't be wearing a wire, would she?

Who didn't know that this alleyway was their location?

What was the point of her coming in here and acting like some abused victim?

Setup! Setup!

This was the first word that popped into their minds.

The blond-haired second in command let out another puff of smoke, dangerously narrowing his gaze at her.

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"Missy, already, you've gotten on our bad side. So speak! Who sent you? Was it the cops or another gang?"

Xiao Feng bit her lips, trying to gather as much courage as she could.

"Neither!" She replied.

One couldn't blame her for being scared earlier. It was her first time actively coming to such a massive and dangerous gangster.

So no matter how rotten her heart was, the initial fear was to be expected.

And now that she had taken control over her mind, her wobbly feet had slowly begun to steady themselves.

Yes! She can do this!

This was necessary for her future plans!

Gritting her teeth, she looked at the blond man with a determined gaze.

"I came here to give you all a job!"

"Oh?" The blond man grinned, seemingly not believing it.

How can someone who was that fearful have the guts to place a job order with them?

Could this all be an elaborate high-end prank?

Tsk.

Even if there was indeed a job, the blond man didn't think it would be a dangerous one.

So why not take it?

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"Hey boys, did you hear that? She's here to give us a job."

Hehehhehehe~

"Little Miss, what do you want us to do? Do you want us to help you walk your dog?"

"Or maybe you need us to pretend to mug someone, allowing you to swoop in and save the day?"

"Pff~... Princess, we like your type over here. Come, splash us with money!"

"Hahahahha~"

The gang laughed, allowing their second in command to take the young lady inside... But not before researching her, lest she wore a wire.

Well, it wouldn't hurt them to make easy dough.