The Ghost King repeatedly said, "I will give you all my belongings. This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope Mr. Murray won't mind..."

Raymond sneered, "This old ancestor is really disgusted."

Originally, Huck didn't have any intention of taking his things. He took the magic bag, but couldn't retrieve anything from it, so he emptied it out. His original intention was to retrieve his own pistol.

He was also watching the excitement on the side, and casually made a few comments, saying that only those two Sunset Stones were valuable.

From start to finish, he had no intention of wanting those two Sunset Stones. To be honest, did those two Sunset Stones make any difference to him compared to two cents?

As for Huck, he had even more faith in the character of his future generations. Huck would never take someone else's belongings, even if that person had stolen from him. The foolish child's only thought now was to ensure that the ghost king received the punishment he deserved, without considering revenge.

The Ghost King was sweating profusely and dared not look at Raymond. He could feel that his little thing was really just a pile of garbage in Raymond's eyes...

Just a moment ago, he was being stubborn and now he is on the verge of tears, regretting not having Raymond take his things.

He had originally planned to morally blackmail little Yama, in order to confuse the situation with brute force and get away with it.

The sure thing is that little Yama would avoid suspicion.

At that moment, little Yama stared at him with cold and fierce eyes, exuding an air of solemnity.

The Ghost King, pressured by Raymond, dared not cause trouble anymore, and pressured by Susie's coldness, dared not bite randomly anymore.

He felt extremely aggrieved and could only admit honestly, "I... I did indeed want to steal his monster beast just now, and I also stole his handgun..."

"But the whole land of chaos was like this. I didn't succeed in robbing it now, so I can just go back, no big deal!"

"Lord Yama, I hope you consider my responsibilities of having elderly and young dependents and spare me this time..."

He pretended to be pitiful and spoke nonsense.

Susie raised an eyebrow and said, "You are old, where is the old? You have children, where are the children? Even now, you dare to deceive me?"

Ghost King: "..."

No, who would care about this normal person!

Susie raised her hand and brought over his magic bag, throwing it to him. "Count and see if anything is missing."

The Ghost King quickly said, "No, no..."

Raymond's face darkened, "I told you to count, so count!"

The Ghost King nodded repeatedly, and then he checked carefully. Indeed, except for the handgun, he had everything.

"Nothing was missing..."

Susie nodded, "Alright, Barry! Now let's judge you for the crime of killing and robbing ghosts!"

A black notebook appeared in her hand, and as she raised her hand, a red pen appeared in her hand!

"Barry, born on xxx date in xxx year, was a resident of xx county in xx city. Ten years after his death, he awakened as a Cultivating Ghost. From then on, he engaged in one hundred and ninety-six cases of resource plundering, looting, and brutal killings..."

Susie frowned.

I had thought that the Cultivating Ghosts would fight each other, but I didn't expect the fighting to be so intense.

A ghost king grew up and actually slaughtered over one hundred and ninety other ghost lives.

Although half of the 196 massacres were committed by ordinary ghosts, nearly a hundred Cultivating Ghosts were also killed.

Susie felt even stronger about the feeling that the heavens were nurturing a pot and turning the entire underworld into hell.

Lost in thought, Susie looked at Barry coldly and asked, "Do you have anything else to add?"

Barry shouted, "It's unfair! They were trying to steal my things, that's why I had to fight back!"

Susie flipped to another page of the booklet and said expressionlessly, "That is a different account."

On another page, it was revealed that the person who attempted to kill him also had nearly a hundred ghosts with him, but he managed to kill them all.

Not all of them were killed, and he couldn't stand here with the cultivation of the Ghost King now.

It was indeed a brutal fight...

Barry was deflated and could no longer say anything.

He could only say repeatedly, "Lord Yama, everyone is like this, the law does not hold everyone accountable, please be lenient..."

The Ghost King, who had initially arrogantly referred to himself as "this king," no longer possessed his former arrogance and continuously begged for mercy.

He actually knew that the law in the desolate land couldn't usually reach them, but the law in the underworld was still useful. The emperor may be far away, but if the "emperor" really came, they would have no choice but to obediently accept the punishment.

He didn't want to be sent to hell. He had worked so hard to cultivate into the Ghost King!

Susie had already written the verdict: "Barry, guilty of heinous crimes, sentenced to eighteen levels of hell."

Her face showed no sign of loosening, this matter was already set in stone.

The Ghost King felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and was overwhelmed with despair.

How could little Yama be so unreasonable and cruel!

He shouted, "In the land of chaos, with so much burning, killing, and looting, can you handle it all, little Yama? Even if there were ten thousand people, you would only manage me alone. I refuse to accept it!"

Susie closed the book and looked at him without any sadness or joy, saying, "Can't finish it or not caring at all, this king chooses the former."

Ghost King: "..."

However, just as Susie waved her hand, ready to send Barry to hell.

Sudden accident happened!