The next moment.
The gates of the Ghost Market silently vanished from sight, along with the frost that had coated the ground, as if they had never appeared in the first place.
"Strange, could it be that the way I flattered was wrong, otherwise why would the old master remain unmoved?"
The bronze beast-head did not notice the appearance and disappearance of the gates of the Bliss Ghost Market at all, only reflecting on itself in concern.
"It's so hard, why is it so difficult to earn a bit of reward money? Sigh, life is getting harder and harder, I have to perform to make a living."
It extended its long tongue and let it hang listlessly at the corner of its mouth, appearing completely disinterested in life.
At the same time.
In the room next door.
The door, at an unknown time, was pushed open slightly, revealing a small eye behind the crack.
The eye blinked ceaselessly, with a hint of curiosity and amazement in its gaze.