Negotiation

Seeing his actions, Ancestral Master understood that he had come prepared today. He was waiting for him instead of leaving.

Left defense, right defense, but in the end, he fell into the trap!

He felt somewhat annoyed, but since he did need Zhouzhou's help, he had no choice but to compromise.

However, after looking at the contract he had drafted, he suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Oh no, I don't have any money."

That's right, as someone who had long passed away and only left behind a divine consciousness, where would he have any money? Immediately, he sat down steadily, feeling somewhat guilty on his face but a sense of pride in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. I can't even find my tomb anymore, otherwise, I could have taken a hundred or so burial objects as Zhouzhou's salary."

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou looked at him, then tilted her head to look at Qin Lie, obediently not saying a word, behaving as if everything depended on him.