The street outside the Ghost Market was empty.
Three people stood under the street lamps, casting three blurry shadows on the ground.
Ni San and his companions suppressed their smiles.
Ni San said, "Stop trying to scare us with the Vitality Stage, our boss Tian Wenhua has crippled opponents at the Vitality Stage more than once. I'll give you a choice: either explain the source of the cow bone, or make up the difference. You sold a four-thousand-dollar item for fifty-eight thousand, just compensate me eighteen thousand and we're good. I'm always fair in my dealings."
"The difference you mentioned is indeed fair. I've already transferred the money to my uncle. Come, follow me to find my uncle, he can give you eighteen thousand or even twenty-eight thousand. If my uncle isn't enough for you, my third uncle is at the Martial Guard Bureau, you can meet him too," Zhou Leng said.
