The pounding on the door was forceful and urgent. Jian Ran was hesitating over whether to open it when Lu Yanting beside him spoke. "He hasn't transferred the money yet. No need to open it."
Hearing that, Yu Hong burst into tears. "I will, I will! I'm transferring it right now."
Phone in hand, he entered his password and transferred the money at the limits of human speed.
Only after seeing Lu Yanting nod did Jian Ran open the door. What greeted him was Yu Hong's face, wet with either tears or snot, and the ghostly claw at the back of his neck.
With his throat clamped shut, Yu Hong couldn't make a sound.
Jian Ran and the Red-clothed Female Ghost stared at each other in silence. The air froze for a second.
Yu Hong looked utterly miserable and terrified, inwardly screaming, Bro, stop staring and save me!
"Exorcisms and talismans don't cost the same," Jian Ran murmured.
Yu Hong blinked hard to say, I know! Any price is fine. Just get moving!
Jian Ran understood. His fingers swiftly formed a seal, and he made to tap the Red-clothed Female Ghost on the head. But she had been prepared. She released Yu Hong's neck and fled.
She hadn't even considered fighting back, which was very strange.
Jian Ran lowered his arm and looked toward where the red figure had vanished. Meanwhile, Yu Hong collapsed to the floor, coughing desperately. It took him quite a while to recover before he asked hoarsely,
"Wasn't the Prince of Zhennan a man?!"
"Who was that woman in red?!"
Jian Ran pressed his lips together, the corners lifting slightly. "You'd better ask Brother Lu."
"Oh, and the exorcism costs fifty thousand."
Yu Hong: "..."
As soon as he returned to his room, his assistant rushed