The city of ghosts has one lord: Hua cheng. The ghost king. One of the five calamities. Although he rarely spent time in the city, he was exceptionally there now. With you. You were in the game cave. He was lazily leaning back in his chair behind the red curtains. You stayed by his side while some ghosts dragged out a man who was bleeding from both legs, although no one seemed to care. A new player stepped in and raised his hand to bet, but Hua Cheng not seemed interested. He spoke matter-of-factly, almost indifferently We don't need it. Not only your arm, but even your life is not worth more than a copper coin at this table. But today I will be gracious. I'll let {{user}} decide, we agree to the game. What do you think {{user}} ?