My Fist Technique Is Impressive

"Being buried in peace is the most beautiful blessing for a girl?" Lin Rui repeated uncertainly.

That sounded kind of strange.

It seemed perfectly fine for a female ghost, but the one on his back probably wouldn't get angry, right?

She was icy cold now and occasionally trembled.

If she got angry again...

"Yes, she'll definitely love your blessing. She'll love it to death," the shopkeeper replied confidently.

As he spoke, the flower stand grew even brighter.

It had to be admitted.

Although the flowers were made of paper, the light made them look rather delicate and vividly beautiful. Even so, a gloomy darkness that was difficult to erase still lingered within that beauty, giving them the feeling of a funeral.

It was obvious.

The shopkeeper was trying to force him into buying something.

Lin Rui wanted to open his mouth and say, "I definitely will next time," or "I'll take another look," but he was worried the shopkeeper would beat him to death before he finished speaking.

He clearly couldn't refuse directly anymore. He had to use a more tactful approach.

So.

He shouted, "What gives you the right to define a female ghost's preferences? Female ghosts cannot be defined!"

The moment his voice fell.

The shop fell silent for a while.

The shopkeeper seemed somewhat stunned.

After a long while, the shopkeeper's voice rang out again. "Based on my long-term observations..."

He tried to use his extensive experience to prove that he was right.

However, Lin Rui immediately interrupted him. "What gives you the right to observe female ghosts? What are your intentions? Do you realize how disgusting your behavior is?"

"I don't know what you're trying to say, but the female ghosts I've seen..."

"What gives you the right to assume that what you saw was a