"Both of us are going."
Ruan Yutu spoke softly:
"How many souls? When can we set off?"
"Counting the two of you, we have just the right five people, we can set off!" Yellow Teeth Old Man said with a smile:
"But let me tell you in advance, it's five thousand souls per person, no discounts for kids..."
Ruan Yutu nodded decisively:
"No problem."
Yellow Teeth Old Man was taken aback, so straightforward?
After a moment of hesitation, he still reminded:
"The Lost Land is not safe, no laws, no regulations, it's chaotic, are you sure you want to bring this kid along?"
"I'm well aware," Ruan Yutu replied.
Seeing this fairy-like girl speak, Yellow Teeth Old Man didn't ask further, as he wasn't the one at a loss anyway.
"Thank you, ten thousand pseudo souls."
After collecting the souls with a smile, Yellow Teeth Old Man waved into the distance, and a young couple browsing the stalls approached.
"Is everyone here?"
