Under the temptation of money, Master Yang agreed eventually. After he left, a ghost silently stalked him.
It was a dark and windy night.
Qin Xi, Han Shi, and the lamp man, Jiu Yuan, came to Master Yang's residence.
"Master, if we help Tang He, will that master come after us?" The disciple asked worriedly.
Master Yang took a sip of tea and looked at the stacks of cash on the table with greed in his eyes. "What's there to be afraid of? We'll leave Luoping City tomorrow morning. Even if that master finds out, he won't be able to track us down. This 500,000 yuan is enough for us to live a carefree life for a few years."
When the disciple heard that, he beamed with joy.
Master Yang pointed at the big black bag. "Put the money in it. Tomorrow, we'll find a place to keep it safe before heading to Yunbei."
"Alright." The disciple began to pack the money excitedly.