Qin Dafu Ran Away with the Money!

Zhouzhou tossed the copper coins and, seeing the hexagram above, confirmed she hadn't made a mistake. Her little eyebrows furrowed, and she pondered with her chubby paw on her double chin. Could the person on the other end be a spirit? Spirits could have this much money nowadays?

At this point, the Ancestral Master appeared and suggested, "Take a look at his face."

Hearing this, Zhouzhou came back to her senses and asked, "Uncle, can you show me your face?"

There was no response from the other side, only suppressed coughing. Faintly, she heard someone knocking and entering, with a vague mention of "something happened," but the rest was inaudible. The call was then abruptly disconnected.

Huh?

Zhouzhou blinked in surprise. Was this... a refusal?

Seeing this, Qin Er clutched his bank card nervously, hiding his hand behind his back. He warily asked, "He's not going to ask for a refund, is he?"