Xia Tianqiong suddenly emerged from the shadows behind Liu Qian, startling him so much that he retreated several steps.
If it was a sneak attack, he would already be dead by now.
"What do you mean?"
Liu Qian was both shocked and furious. "You still haven't answered me. Did you kill my nephew, Liu Zhongjun?"
"I don't know any Liu Zhongjun, and I've never killed anyone. I'm a law-abiding citizen, so don't talk nonsense."
Xia Tianqiong spoke casually, her eyes fixed on the hanging ghost, and took two steps forward. "Make a contract with me. You know I have a lot of Netherworld Gold."
The Hanged Ghost knew, of course, that he possessed a great deal of Netherworld Gold, which was the very thing the Hanged Ghost had helped him unseal.
"Hey bro, what kind of treatment can you offer me?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Qian knew something was wrong. "What are you doing? It has already agreed to a contract with me. How can you be so ignorant of the rules?"
"When did it agree? I didn't hear it. If it agreed, why didn't you sign a contract with it?"
Xia Tianqiong glanced at him with disdain and retorted directly, "You have the nerve to talk about rules? They were just fighting to the death, almost to the point of death, and you just finished them off with one last blow? You have the nerve to make a contract? Besides, did you even consult with them? Are all the people in the Liu family this shameless?"
Liu Qian, a middle-aged man in his forties, was rendered speechless by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, and his face turned extremely ugly.
The five members of the Ghost Hunting Team, who were still recovering, looked at Xia Tianqiong with smiles in their eyes and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in their hearts.
"Aren't you the same? You demanded a contract without even a word of discussion?"
Liu Qian still looked unconvinced.
Xia Tianqiong didn't take it to heart and turned to walk to Zhou Boyu and the others.
Without saying a word, he took out gold and stuffed fifty taels into each person's hand.
Then, unhurriedly, he asked, "Do you have any objections to my making a contract with this hanged ghost?"
Except for Zhou Boyu, who looked slightly surprised, the other four were dumbfounded, holding the gold in their hands, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Dark gold is extremely rare; even official ghost hunters rarely see it.
Moreover, fifty taels of ghost money is equivalent to five hundred thousand ghost banknotes, which is more than their annual salary.
"I have no objection."
"You are the most qualified to contract it."
"Yes, we all agree."
The members of the ghost-hunting team all agreed. They disliked Liu Qian's actions in the first place, and now that someone was giving them so much ghost money, they naturally had no objections.
Finally, Zhou Boyu nodded, but his gaze toward Xia Tianqiong grew increasingly deep, as if he were lost in thought.
"See, no one has any objections."
Xia Tianqiong shrugged and walked back to the side of the hanging ghost.
Liu Qian stood there, suddenly feeling humiliated, but he still didn't want to give up.
The Evil-level Hanging Ghost possesses formidable strength. Its trickery can kill single targets or attack groups, making it highly aggressive. With the arrival of this chaotic era, if a contract could be formed with it, it would undoubtedly enhance the Liu family's survival capabilities.
"Make a contract with me, and I'll immediately give you ten million ghost money, plus two hundred thousand every month thereafter."
The initial offer was one million, but now it's increased tenfold. This is the maximum amount Liu Qian can afford.
After quoting the price, he looked at the hanged ghost with expectant eyes, then glanced at Xia Tianqiong with a provocative look.
The hanged ghost was also full of anticipation, except that it was looking at Xia Tianqiong expectantly, wanting to see how much ghost gold this person could give it.
Xia Tianqiong was too lazy to waste words, so he took out two thousand taels of gold and piled it up on the ground into a small mountain of gold.
The golden light shone brightly on everyone's face, reflecting a variety of expressions.
Liu Qian couldn't help but exclaim, "Whose family are you? How can you just casually produce so much gold? Don't your parents care?"
The members of the ghost-hunting team stared wide-eyed.
The hanged ghost was trembling with excitement, its eyes filled with greed and desire, wishing it could devour the ghost gold right now.
But it also had reason, suppressing its impulse, "Little brother, these are all for someone else, right? What about after the contract? Will there be more every month?"
Their bizarre greed is no less than that of humans.
Just a moment ago he was a ferocious monster who almost killed everyone present, but now he's feigning pitifulness, selling himself for personal gain.
Xia Tianqiong smiled and, without thinking, casually said a number, "Fifty taels a month!"
The little ghost with the hanging face was excited, her smile as beautiful as a flower, and she almost couldn't help but jump up and pounce into Xia Tianqiong's arms.
But she didn't agree immediately. She turned to Liu Qian and said, "Uncle, do you want to raise the price? As long as it's a little higher than the young man's, he'll be yours."
It even winked at everyone with its grayish-white, pupil-less eyes, giving them goosebumps.
Liu Qian felt insulted once again.
That kid has set such high prices, who can afford to raise them?
He turned his head to the side, too angry to reply.
The hanged ghost was slightly disappointed, but then happily said, "Little brother, I'm willing to sign an equal contract with you. I hope you'll treat me well in the future and never mistreat me."
These words made Xia Tianqiong feel as if she were buying and selling women, engaging in immoral and illegal transactions.
This female ghost is no decent person either!
Xia Tianqiong thought this to himself, but said aloud, "I agree, you and I will sign an equal contract."
What he actually wanted to sign was a human-master contract, granting him absolute dominion. But with so many people around, it wasn't convenient to say much, nor was it convenient to force the hanged ghost.
No problem, we can sign an equal contract first and then have another chance to entice the other party to switch to a human-master contract later.
The contract is complete, the crisis is over, and this matter is now closed.
Liu Qian, however, kept his eyes fixed on Xia Tianqiong. "Give me back the Fenggui Chessboard. It belongs to the Liu family."
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