The old Daoist was on all fours, crawling backward, trying to get as far away from the female ghost as possible.
There was no time to care about his pitiful condition now.
"Don't come over here!"
"You stay away!"
He screamed hoarsely, terrified to the extreme.
Because he could feel how powerful the ghost in front of him was!
Actually, the old Daoist wasn't entirely a swindler. A long time ago, he learned some tricks from a master, and then used those small skills to scam others.
Today, upon hearing such a high offer, he got greedy.
How could he have known there would really be a ghost!
After all, in his over ten years in the business, he'd never actually seen one.
He thought he could just put on a show here, pose a bit, and then perform a so-called exorcism in front of everyone to easily earn a million.
If he had known it would turn out like this, he'd rather starve to death by the roadside than take this job.
Now, he just wanted to save his old life.
