That tall Disciple had thought his Brother Di, the Green Emperor, would come over and kill Wang Xiaoqiang, but instead Jiangg Qingdi was killed by him. Now, watching Wang Xiaoqiang's Pet Beast devour the corpses of Jiangg Qingdi and the other two, his face turned ashen with terror, shivering all over.
Wang Xiaoqiang walked over, squatted down beside him, put on a friendly smile, patted his shoulder, and said gently, "Brother, a man's gotta have principles. You've already got the five Ghost Souls, so hurry up and swap rooms with my brother Little Fatty."
The tall Disciple nodded like a bobblehead, scared so stiff he couldn't utter a single word. He only took out the Vajra Jade Bottle containing the five Ghost Souls and handed it to Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't even spare it a glance, stood up, and said, "I, Wang Xiaoqiang, am a man of my word. We agreed on five Ghost Souls as payment—no way I'm taking them back."
