"Money?"
Before Huai Shi could finish, Raven's solemn voice came through, "Put that thing down..."
"What's wrong?"
"There's a Curse on that thing."
Raven said coldly, "Don't trust those soul merchants from the Abyss. Those guys naturally take pleasure in spreading Disasters—with your current level, if you carry that thing around, it wouldn't be surprising if you suddenly drop dead one day. I mean the kind of baffling death, you know? Like one day, while you're eating hotpot, drinking tea, or fighting with someone, suddenly you're just... gone."
Instantly, Huai Shi dropped his hand quicker than if he'd been electrocuted. He also took two steps back, pulling Yuan Zhao with him.
"Oh my?"
The death merchant chuckled. "Don't you like it? No wonder, after all, nobody likes to accept the true nature of the Abyss... Seems like I am disliked, HEHEHE... Are you angry? How terrifying, how terrifying, the little ones from the Current Circumstances are really terrifying..."
