Now came the nerve-wracking part. The ghost on the Ferris wheel was slowly descending. He looked down at Su Nian with a superior air, as if victory was already in his grasp.
He was utterly brazen, thinking his little snack had arrived. He completely failed to notice the Ferris wheel was slowly descending, but Su Nian was already waiting for him down below.
She wasn't afraid. She wouldn't run.
The ghost was high up. Standing there, he let out a cold smile. He was getting way too into character; right now, he felt like a reborn, domineering CEO.
Even though he was pitch-black all over, he thought he looked pretty cool.
He hadn't seen the scene of Su Nian beating up the other ghosts. He was too far away. In life, he'd been nearsighted.
His vision hadn't improved in death. He stood there, a hint of superiority in his expression.
'Is this the delicious morsel they sent for me today?'
'She looks pretty good!'
