She's A True Big Boss!

"Miss, there are no ink ghosts living in the black soil in the Avici Hell," the white-robed male eerie said to Su Qianqian. "Miss, there are many delicious pastries in Feng City. There are also special pastries."

The special pastry that the eerie man in white was talking about was naturally the pastry made from ink ghosts.

"Miss, if you can take me away, I can bring it to you immediately."

The white-robed male eerie revealed his cards.

He wanted to use Su Qianqian's power to leave this Avici Hell.

"Feng City!"

The arrow above Su Qianqian's head had already pointed her in the right direction.

Not only did she know the exit, but she also knew where Feng City was.

She walked very quickly and completely ignored the white-robed male eerie.

This was the first time the male eerie in white felt that he was so useless. He clearly had many bargaining chips that could allow Su Qianqian to bring him out of Avici Hell.