Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong say he would conjure money, everyone was a bit stunned...
Conjuring bass, wine, and watermelons, these things are certainly closely related to people's livelihoods, but damn, nothing beats conjuring money!
One thing was beyond doubt, as long as Huang Xiaolong publicly made money appear today, then he would definitely win this magical competition. There was no question about it.
The three overseas magicians were all giving each other perplexed looks.
Then, they all stared intently at Huang Xiaolong, thinking — 'Could it be that this guy, like us, has raised a household ghost? Could he command the ghost to steal money?'
However, looking over and over, they found no sign of Huang Xiaolong releasing a household ghost. In fact, he wasn't doing anything!
"Fine! Kid, if you can't conjure money in half an hour, huh, you'll have to obediently hand over those three little demons by your side!" one overseas magician threatened Huang Xiaolong fiercely.