Watching nearly half of the guests disappear in mere moments, the green-robed old man's face turned completely dark.
He gritted his teeth viciously and shouted, "If anyone is willing to lend a hand, all future trades with us will be discounted by thirty percent. Although this Spiritual Body is strong, there's no way it can stand up to the sheer numbers we have here. If we can catch it, everyone will benefit greatly."
Just like that, he began recruiting help right in front of the embroidered shoes.
The embroidered shoes appeared calm and collected, showing no urgency to make a move, nor any intention of stopping the old man.
She fully adopted an attitude of "go ahead and call for help—if I so much as frown, I'll be your grandson."
The green-robed old man's conditions seemed to actually sway some of the masked figures.
They buzzed about, saying something, though Yang Fan simply couldn't decipher what they were discussing.
