My Husband's Ghost

Chapter 76 Illegal Transactions

Dimitri observed a number of golden-robed demon clans crowding in front of one of the stall stalls.

A fat man came out from the stall carrying a cloth package.

One of the demon clans came forward towards the fat man who was carrying the package in his hand.

"What did the fat man bring?", asked Dimitri.

Dimitri turned his head towards Mazonn.

"Let's know, I don't know what the man brought me, maybe you can laugh at him with your magic lens" Mazonn said.

"My magic lens!?" said Dimitri. "God !? How can you say that if you need it you should ask me seriously!?", he continued.

"To ask in earnest !? What should I ask of you!?", said Mazonn.

"You said earlier that you asked me to spy on them through my lens, now you ask me back!?" said Dimitri.

"It doesn't have to be done if you can't" Mazonn said.

"Why is it your turn to be angry !? I was asking you what you meant, you were upset with me!?", Dimitri said.

"How not to get upset ? Just imagine if you were answered as carelessly as that!?" said Mazonn.

"What is the need to say good and right!?" said Dimitri.

"You mean !?" replied Mazonn.

"There's no need to speak the truth to a situation like this because it's a waste of time" Dimitri said.

Mazonn stared at Dimitri's astonishment but he himself could not find a proper reason to answer Dimitri's words.

"If you don't want to do it, it's over!", replied Mazonn starting to get upset.

"Why with you!?'', Dimitri said stunned.

"You really make me angry" Mazonn said, shaking his hand.

"Jeez....!?", said Dimitri.

"Shut up ! And just pay attention to what is right in front of us now!" said Mazonn.

"Well, all right" Dimitri replied.

Mazonn turned his gaze from Dimitri towards the front where the white dragon demon clans were making transactions with a fat man carrying a cloth parcel.

One of the white dragon demons asked the fat man to hand over the cloth package that was on him.

It seemed that the fat man was hesitant to give the bundle of cloth in his hand to one of the white dragon demon clans.

Involved in a fight between the two men as they transact illegally at a ghost market.

"It looks like they are in trouble and are fighting each other, do we need to help the fat man?" Dimitri said.

"Later if it is really necessary, now it still seems we do not need to help him because I see he is very good at dealing with stealth" said Mazonn.

Mazonn breathed in the air around him by watching the fingertips of his fingers adorned with pointy gold nails.

There did not seem to be any anger on Mazonn's face when there was an illegal transaction in his territory.

Surely it was a violation of the law in the valley of the Gorge but Mazonn responded casually.

"You don't feel at all worried about the conditions in this place" Dimitri said.

"What should I worry about!?", said Mazonn.

"I really don't understand your way of thinking, Mazonn." Dimitri said.

"Already ! Don't think about how my mind goes!" said Mazonn.

"He is one of your citizens ! How did you let him be eaten by the demon clans??" said Dimitri.

"The man already understands that they are all white dragon demon clans therefore I don't feel anxious about his circumstances" Mazonn said.

"Hopefully the fat man did not become the ingredients of the demon clans.", said Dimitri.

"But he's a ghost, Dimitri!" said Mazonn.

Mazonn glanced at Dimitri while raising both of his eyebrows upwards.

"Ghost!?" said Dimitri stunned in disbelief.

"Well.", said Mazonn, nodding his head quickly.

"It's amazing!", said Dimitri.

"What's amazing !? The ghost you call amazing... How can you tell me about the ghostly figure!?" said Mazonn.

"He was a longtime seller of illegal goods into a syndicate of dealers in this ghost market and he was very famous almost all over this part of the earth" Mazonn said.

Mazonn spoke as he pointed towards the fat man standing among the crowd of white dragon demon clans with his golden pointed hooves.

The fingernails of Mazonn's hands glittered in the sunlight as they moved.

The golden glow that wraps around Mazonn's fingertips is beautiful if Mazonn moves them gently.

"What do you see?", asked Mazonn.

When Dimitri looks to admire the beauty of his fingers wrapped in gold.

"none... Right ! Nothing I see from you", said Dimitri.

Dimitri immediately shook his head as Mazonn questioned him.

The sight of the two men who came from noble clans was again fixed on the ongoing illegal transaction between the fat man and the number of white dragon noble clans.

Involved in an argument between them when the transaction began to occur.

The fat man who was a ghost figure seemed a little overwhelmed by the urging of the white dragon demon clans.

He was pressed so much that he had to get away from the reach of a number of demon clans who began to act aggressively.

BRAK... !

The fat man fell to his knees by holding tightly onto the cloth package in his hand as a demon clan tried to forcefully pull the package carried by the man.

"DEPLOY IT TO US!!", cried the golden-robed man with a black cloud motif.

The man whose face was wearing a dragon-shaped mask stood near the fat man.

It looks like the fat man who fell down did not respond to the words of the dragon masked man and still insisted on maintaining the cloth package in his hand.

"We just forcibly take the item, what do you think?", asked one of the dragon-masked men.

"Take it ! He apparently wants to make it harder for us to transact!", said the man from the white dragon demon clan.

"All right.", replied the other colleague.

"After that we leave here" said the masked man standing beside the stall.

"What if he fought back?", asked a white dragon demon clan.

"Just get rid of him!", said his teammate.

"Good !"

A number of men from the white dragon demon clan instantly formed a circle formation aiming to protect his comrade who was about to take the parcel from the hands of the fat man.

Dimitri immediately reacted when he saw the situation beginning to signal danger but Mazonn forbade him from acting.

"Don't interfere ! Let it all happen as it is!", Mazonn said, shaking his head.

Dimitri did not refute Mazonn's remarks and then obeyed the orders of the ruler of the Canyon valley and again silently watched the incident in front of them from a distance.

Suddenly a loud explosive sound came from the direction of the crowd of white dragon demon clan men.

BLAAARR... !!!

A shadow appeared darting up and then flew in the air under the ranks of the white dragon demon clans that surrounded them.

The shadow was none other than the shadow of the fat man who came out from the crowd of white dragon demons.

Dimitri gasped in surprise when he saw the sight.

Clucked repeatedly as the shadow of the fat man who was a ghostly figure flew up and let out a puff of black smoke around him.

The fat man from the ghost market actually showed his true figure which was a ghost.

"What will happen next?", murmured Dimitri.

"Let's see in a moment then you'll soon find out what's going to happen at this ghost market" Dimitri said.

"Will there be any exciting performances?" Dimitri said in awe.

"It's possible but you have to be a little patient waiting for the exciting show to come, Dimitri", Mazonn said.

Suddenly Mazonn was seen sitting with his legs crossed over the clouds with a cup in his hand.

Dimitri immediately reacted when he saw Mazonn sitting relaxed on a moving cloud hovering quietly while enjoying a cup of red wine.

"Maybe he behaves so casually... Does he not feel at all worried in the slightest about all the events in his area???" said Dimitri.

Dimitri stood up by crossing his hands towards the front of his chest as he noticed the mannerisms of Mazonn who was his sidekick, looking relaxed as he responded to the matter of the white dragon demon clan in this Canyon valley.