At the bottom of the deep, artificial lake, Chen Xuan stood in silence, wearing a black trench coat and a bowler hat.
His bloodstained white mask emanated an eerie and mysterious aura.
From beneath the mask came a strange, distorted voice that made the two men feel stiff with unease.
"Ahaha, sir, if you have any requests, feel free to speak up!"
The Blistered Fatty narrowed his eyes slightly, made no move to attack, and instead smiled as he spoke.
"You just attacked my Ghost Doll. Although it wasn't damaged, shouldn't you at least compensate me a little?"
Chen Xuan's gaze swept calmly between The Blistered Fatty and the tall man.
His tone was flat, but it carried an unquestionable authority.
It felt as if the moment either of them refused, he would act instantly and eliminate them on the spot.
Seeing this, the tall man glanced over and began to raise his corpse-like arm—only to be stopped abruptly by The Blistered Fatty.
Cold sweat formed on The Blistered Fatty's forehead. He couldn't tell if it was just his imagination, but the masked young man in front of him seemed far more terrifying than he'd expected.
Even though he had the backing of Shenyu Technologies, he didn't want to create complications at a time like this.
"Alright, sir. Just name your price."
"One billion. Each."
Chen Xuan thought for a moment and raised a finger. "Since you're both Ghost Tamers, I assume this amount of funds won't be an issue?
And don't bother telling me you don't have that kind of money on hand. My time is limited—and so is my patience."
After he finished speaking, he simply stared at them without moving a muscle.
The Blistered Fatty's beady little eyes darted back and forth nervously. But just two seconds later, he nodded.
"Alright, please give me your account number."
Chen Xuan recited a string of numbers.
Not long after, two notification chimes sounded. Two transfers of one billion each had been successfully received.
Seeing the notifications, Chen Xuan smiled faintly. As expected, all these Ghost Tamers were filthy rich. Earning two billion for free—why not?
Now that Chen Xuan had received the money, The Blistered Fatty forced out a chuckle and said to him,
"Well, the money's been sent, sir. We'll be leaving now."
"Sure. Go ahead."
Chen Xuan seemed to care only about the money in his hand. He didn't even lift his head as he casually replied.
"Let's go!"
With permission granted, The Blistered Fatty and the tall man exchanged a glance. Without another word, they turned and left without hesitation.
"Fatty, you just gave up a billion like that?"
As they walked, the tall man's voice, low and cold, murmured next to The Blistered Fatty.
"What else could I do?"
Though The Blistered Fatty was pudgy, his footsteps were swift.
"No need to panic. We'll report back to the Doctor first, then figure something out.
Does he really think taking money from Shenyu Technologies is that easy?"
"Heh, I knew you wouldn't—"
The tall man chuckled. That sounded more like The Blistered Fatty he knew.
But before he could finish, his expression suddenly changed.
"Wait… do you hear that? Sounds like footsteps."
"Footsteps?"
The Blistered Fatty didn't slow down. If anything, he sped up while tilting his head to listen.
Sure enough, he heard the sound of leather shoes tapping crisply against the ground behind them.
Tap tap!
Tap tap!
His heart skipped a beat. An unprecedented wave of anxiety surged up as he instinctively turned his head.
But—
There was no one behind them. In fact, he could still see the blood-masked Chen Xuan standing right where they'd left him. The man hadn't even looked their way.
"Wait, something's wrong. Where's the Ghost Doll?"
The Blistered Fatty suddenly gasped, a chill running down his spine.
But before he could react, he noticed the tall man beside him had suddenly stopped moving.
His eyes darted around, and then—terror gripped him.
The Ghost Doll was now standing silently in front of the tall man.
The half-meter-tall Ghost Doll was lifting the hem of her black tulle dress with both hands.
Below the hemline, a pair of tiny blood-red high heels peeked out.
The sound of those high heels striking the ground was what they'd just heard.
"H-Help me… Ah!"
The tall man only managed to say two words before a scream tore from his throat.
His feet began to twist and shatter grotesquely. Cursed by some unseen force, his entire body collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
"He… he's dead?"
Staring at the now lifeless corpse, The Blistered Fatty cried out in horror. "You… you liar! You promised to let us go!"
As he shouted, he no longer cared about the risk of using his Malevolent Ghost powers again so soon.
He raised his hands, and all the blisters on his arms burst open at once.
Scalding pus sprayed toward the Ghost Doll.
Even though he knew she was already immune to his Malevolent Ghost abilities, he had no other choice.
But just as the pus hit her, the Ghost Doll absorbed it instantly.
In the next moment—
A black rubber ball appeared in her hand from who knows where, and she slammed it down onto the ground.
Pa!
Pa!
The crisp sound of the bouncing ball drew The Blistered Fatty's gaze, whether he wanted to look or not.
"How many abilities do you have? That's impossible!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, his body trembled.
Then—with a thud—his head rolled cleanly off his neck and hit the ground.
Chen Xuan stood there, expressionless as he watched the scene unfold.
If the fatty had just stayed silent, he might have avoided triggering the rules of the Head Ball.
But unfortunately, his instinctive words were exactly what activated its killing condition.
Even a Ghost Tamer couldn't escape.
"I said I'd let you go. It didn't."
Chen Xuan walked over to the two corpses and murmured quietly.
He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but ever since becoming a Ghost Tamer, he felt like his personality had grown much colder.
The system's presence had helped restrain the influence of the Malevolent Ghosts—but only just.
He could only imagine what kind of toll it would take on those who relied solely on their Malevolent Ghosts for power.
That's why—
From the moment they tried to rob him, Chen Xuan never planned on letting them walk away.
But now, a new problem loomed before him:
The Malevolent Ghost's resurrection.
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