Upon hearing this, the mustached Old Ghost's eyes, already as big as copper bells, fell out of their sockets on the spot.
The Old Ghost hurriedly reached out to catch his eyeballs, shoved them back into his sockets, stepped back two paces, and looked Zhang Quli up and down.
"Surname Zhang, I was sleeping quite well here..."
Zhang Quli, unfazed, with a hint of a smile, spoke slowly and deliberately.
"His Majesty personally ordered it, so it can't possibly be fake.
During the Earth Deity uprising back then, you did help and put in the effort.
So, you were the first one I thought of, to give you some benefit.
As for your worry that His Majesty is just acting on a whim, you're really overthinking it.
His Majesty hails from Jinlan Mountain, and around Jinlan Mountain, there are at least tens of millions of starving ghosts standing guard.
If there's going to be a Ghost School, it's certainly not fake, and significant effort will definitely be invested."
