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Just after speaking ill of someone, they appear behind you like a female ghost—how is there such a terrifying thing in the world?
Yes.
Qin Yu experiences this kind of thing regularly; she always thinks there won't be a next time—surely, I won't keep getting unlucky and flipping the car every day.
In fact, she will.
Look, the third child drove to the Northeast, crashed!
And then the car flipped.
Qin Yu stood there, facing Donghuang Taiyi, with her back to the Zen Master.
Oh dear, though she once again encountered a passive trigger of her car-flipping skill, as a high-quality talent who constantly flips cars, she won't sit and wait for doom.
It's time to showcase her flexible wit.
"So is it the Zen Master I've offended?"
"If it is, that's great."
"Brother Donghuang, you don't know..."
