In Su Nian's line of sight was a ghost with fiery red hair and a face covered in cracked scars. Its skin looked as though it had been horribly burned, leaving it wrinkled and puckered.
It was currently clinging to the woman's back, incessantly whispering something into her ear.
Trailing behind the little girl was an Evil Ghost, completely wreathed in black mist.
'How on earth did these two get mixed up with ghosts?'
Su Nian frowned, puzzled.
The woman continued to berate the little girl, her hand twisting the child's ear with considerable force.
She was even shouting, "I really don't understand what young people are thinking these days! Always making things up just to lie to their parents."
"What's the point of that? Huh? What's the point?"
Her emotional state was exceptionally volatile. It wasn't just Su Nian who felt something was wrong—even the viewers in the livestream chat noticed the difference.
