Qu Fang’s eyes widened in shock. Why was junior sister Yun so generous all of a sudden?
How could he have known that compared to the three billion worth of pastries that maid number nine had brought, five thousand spirit stones was like a drop in the ocean!
When everyone reached the first exit, they first handed in their number plates, and then after many twists and turns, they went to the second exit to hand in their black robes and masks. After a few more twists and turns, they finally reached the final exit.
There were many ghost guards and a steward standing at each exit. Their eyes swept across the faces of the guests, and those with panicked eyes were taken to the side to be searched.
Of course, this kind of thing was a piece of cake for Hei Xinjiu, who was a drama queen. This guy walked out with swagger, and no one felt that this guy had the slightest bit of guilt.