Su Nian's face was a stony mask. She said nothing, her slaps just growing heavier.
The ghost hurriedly cried out, "I know I was wrong! I'll leave right now, I'll leave right now!"
Su Nian smiled, her chin tilting up in her usual arrogant manner. The curve of her lips was as perfect as a crescent moon. "You think you can just leave now?"
With that, she dragged it forward by the collar.
She saw the ground littered with unconscious actors and crew members, along with a few pale-faced Little Ghosts who were now staring blankly at Su Nian.
Su Nian let out a derisive laugh and violently threw the Evil Ghost into the center. "You loved art when you were alive, and you're still playing these games after death. Fine. Today, you can dedicate yourself to *my* art!"
"You see, I absolutely love the screams of an Evil Ghost. They're so thrilling, so stimulating. Let's see if you're up to the task today."
