A tall man walked over from the crowd.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Shen Wangjing. I've cleared all the ghost stories with an A or S rank. I think you guys are alright and worth recruiting."
Bai Sang felt a surge of urge to slash with the knife in her hand.
What a piece of shit, just an ordinary, overconfident guy.
He smiled and said, "I eat meat but not garlic."
"Sorry, we've already formed a team and don't plan to team up with anyone else for the time being."
Shen Wangjing squinted at Bai Sang.
"If I'm not mistaken, the one who can make decisions between you isn't you, is he?"
Bai Sang patted the little black dog.
"I'm sorry, you're mistaken. Their opinion is my opinion."
Shen Wangjing's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and then he looked at Eating Meat but Not Garlic and Qin Minglang.
"If you join my team, I'll give each of you 500 ghost coins and two of you an item."
Qin Minglang burst out laughing.
Before entering this strange tale, Bai Sang casually gave each of them seven thousand ghost coins.
In comparison, Shen Wangjing seems a bit stingy.
Bai Sang patted the dog's head again, "One prop for two people is a bit too few."
Shen Wangjing sneered.
Do you have any props? Have you ever seen props? Do you know how difficult it is to obtain props?
Bai Sang gently pried open the dog's mouth, revealing a sharp tooth that had clearly grown out.
"Is this the kind of prop you're talking about?"
Shen Wangjing: Holy crap!
Are these people crazy?
Such a precious prop, and they actually put it in a dog's mouth!
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