Lu Zheng blinked, rubbing his chin, "Is it done just like that?"
Liu Qingyan sensed carefully, nodded, and said, "There are only these four; no other ghostly creatures are in the inn."
"Winning so easily feels a bit unreal," Lu Zheng joked.
Liu Qingyan couldn't help but laugh softly, "Isn't it good to win easily? Do you want to encounter a fierce ghost and fight three hundred rounds?"
"Haha, I'm just saying," Lu Zheng replied.
The inn was just by the roadside and wasn't built in a place where Yin Qi gathered, so once the four ghost creatures died, the Yin Qi permeating the inn started to dissipate slowly.
After a few days under the sun, it might turn into an ordinary inn.
The only thing that surprised Lu Zheng was that this inn hadn't used any Ghost Illusion Technique, and all the things in the rooms were real.
"Impressive! Professional!" Lu Zheng praised, "If encountered by Wandering Strange People, they might really be fooled."
