The Strange Shroud!

As everyone watched in fear, Dai Wei took out five stacks of hell money from his black hiking backpack, which came up to approximately 20,000 yuan per stack.

"Impossible, that's impossible!" Dai Wei suddenly poured all of the money onto the floor. He had fear all over his face. "It was real cash yesterday. How did it turn into hell money?"

Di Jing was shocked while Old Shen was secretly jarred too. He had never seen anything that strange although he had lived for so many years. He saw with his very own eyes that Dai Wei had brought real cash in last night. After all, a glance was all it took for one to differentiate cash from hell money.

"Did any of you replace the cash into hell money when I was sleeping? Is this a prank?" A thought popped into Dai Wei's head by instinct, and he lifted his head to look at Ye Chen. "It must've been you who did it!"

"Do you mean I replaced the cash into hell money and put the shroud on you as a prank?" Ye Chen chuckled.