Be Honest

There was no need for Xie Qiao to bluff Liuming.

How could there be any free benefits in the world? After all, the fortune that he had stolen through the souls of the dead was not his. If he borrowed money and did more good deeds, he could make up for it. It would not have much of an impact.

However, looking at Liuming's face, he was afraid that he had done a lot of bad things instead of good things. If that was the case, he would definitely suffer a backlash and would not end well!

When Liuming heard Xie Qiao's words, he was skeptical. "Impossible! Master wouldn't lie to me!" 

"Heh." Xie Qiao sneered. "So naive." 

Xie Qiao did not think of proving the power of this soul-gathering and wealth-generating formation. It was unnecessary.

It did not matter to her whether Liuming believed that young Taoist or not.