Su Nian had always had a penchant for violence, but she'd been holding back somewhat lately. To her surprise, however, the ghost in front of her was getting more and more audacious.
Seeing her arrogant display, Su Nian sneered and yanked her completely out of the bottle, immediately gripping her by the neck.
The female ghost felt a profound sense of danger at that moment, her brows furrowing tightly.
The middle-aged man's heart pounded with anxiety. He stood rooted to the spot, looking uncomfortable.
"What do we do? Streamer, you have to get rid of it! Don't let it come back to haunt me later!"
"Alright."
Su Nian replied coolly.
The female ghost struggled desperately, but Su Nian's strength was too great. She held the ghost in a death grip, refusing to let go. The ghost's face twisted in agony, and eventually, she had no choice but to give up as her presence began to fade.
