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"Please wait a moment, I will go into the Tribe and ask around to see if anyone knows any news about the Creation Pot," the Ghost King said as he tucked the cloth bag into his waist and then turned into a cloud of gray mist, rushing toward the hillock cluster by the lake.
Upon seeing this, Liu Ming frowned slightly, while the others remained expressionless and waited without showing any sign of worry.
"Don't worry, these Ghost Kings are not strong and are extremely cowardly. If they took the money and ran, they wouldn't have been able to stay here for long," the man surnamed Min explained slowly to Liu Ming.
Liu Ming also understood the reasoning but the respectful attitude of the Ghost King somehow made him feel a bit uneasy.