"I'm gonna shove you in a damn flowerpot today and teach you the real meaning of 'vegetative state'!"
Su Nian grabbed the ghost's body and plunged it headfirst into one of Cheng Jing'an's tall flowerpots.
The others watched, dumbfounded, as Su Nian deftly stuffed her into the pot. In ancient times, there was the story of uprooting a willow tree; today, we have Su Nian planting a female ghost with her bare hands.
The female ghost was beaten into a daze, but Su Nian was too strong. She had planted the ghost deep, and even stuffed its head into a separate, pot-bellied vase.
The female ghost's limbs flailed, but to her horror, she couldn't break free.
Master Jin was a perceptive man. The moment Su Nian started beating up the ghost with her bare hands, a terrified smile had spread across his face.
Now, his eyes crinkled into a sycophantic grin as he stepped forward to greet her.
