"Is this the kind of place where you can even sell living people?"
"Don't say stuff like that, the Rakshasa Ghost Market might push some boundaries, sure, some things really do cross the line, not exactly by the book.
But selling the living, nobody dares cross that line—if Lord Zhu ever hears about it,
the Scorching Sun Department wouldn't even need to step in, Lord Zhu would chop whoever tried that into pieces and feed them to the dogs himself."
As Kong Er spoke, he saw Wen Yan neither refuting him nor saying anything, just looking on with a blank expression.
He glanced again at the nether soul following Wen Yan, still bearing a talisman stuck to its forehead.
He suddenly realized—most likely, it's true this time…
This nether soul with the talisman on its forehead, it even looks like a life soul, not yet a true ghost.
Kong Er jumped in fright, stammering,
"N-no way…"
"Who runs this Rakshasa Ghost Market?"
