The moment Yu Xin realized something was wrong, she had the urge to flee.
But just as she made a move, a sharp pain shot across her scalp.
Her hair was being pulled by Su Nian. Then there were her hands—the ones that could stretch infinitely, perfect for murder and mayhem, for frightening and strangling without a second thought. They were the stuff of nightmares, capable of scaring the burliest of men into screaming wrecks.
Now, however, they were nothing more than ropes for Su Nian. She was yanking on them, and had even tied them into a dead knot!
As for Yu Xin herself, Su Nian was holding the entire ghost up by the scruff of her neck, like a helpless kitten.
Yu Xin began to tremble violently, her entire body shaking. In that instant, regret flooded her.
'I could never beat her when I was alive. Now that I'm dead, did I really think I could become a ghost and cause her trouble?'
