Chapter 43: The Young Lady Has Given Too Much

O pequeno coitadinho reconhecido pela família rica é, na verdade, um grande mestre do misticismo Chuva no início do verão 1305 words 2026-08-04 22:06:19

Clattering sounds echoed as Bai Qianzhou rummaged through the kitchen for a while. Emerging with a stainless steel basin, she pulled a stash of joss paper and gold ingots from her bag, tossed them into the container, and set them ablaze with a single talisman.

Instantly, the paper money and ingots caught fire. As they burned down to ashes, a matching pile of ghostly currency materialized right before the male ghost.

"Little Grand-Aunt, wait, it's not..." The ghost tried to negotiate.

Unpredictable as ever, Bai Qianzhou simply tossed yet another stack of joss paper and ingots into the basin without missing a beat.

"Rest assured, Little Grand-Aunt! Leave everything to me, I'll have it sorted out for you right away!" Upon seeing the small mountain of ghost money, the spirit sprang into action with remarkable agility.

"Such a nuisance!" Bai Qianzhou cast a sideways glance at him, then found a comfortable spot to doze off.

He had no choice; there was no room for argument. It wasn't that he lacked dignity, but rather that this Little Grand-Aunt was simply too generous!

Sigh, time to get to work!

She had better be satisfied with the results.

Bai Jingcheng and Pei Yanlin stared in dumbfounded silence at the frantically busy ghost and the drowsy Bai Qianzhou.

What were they supposed to be doing right now?

Standing around watching like this felt rather foolish.

However, watching a ghost hammer away furiously at a laptop keyboard was quite a mind-blowing spectacle.

"Little Grand-Aunt, would you like me to keep a copy for you?" The male ghost asked after working furiously for a long time.

"No need. What on earth would I want with that junk? Pei Yanlin, do you want to take a look at your own video?" Bai Qianzhou opened one eye to look at Pei Yanlin.

"No, absolutely not! Delete them all, wipe them completely clean!" Pei Yanlin shook his head frantically.

He had zero desire to lay eyes on that filth, nor did he harbor any interest in secretly recorded footage.

"Understood." Without waiting for further instructions, the ghost resumed his task.

"All done, Little Grand-Aunt. Everything has been thoroughly deleted, and I guarantee they will never be able to recover it." The ghost stood up, clutching his pile of joss paper and ingots, and addressed Bai Qianzhou respectfully.

"Very well, you may leave now." Bai Qianzhou sat up, speaking in a languid tone.

"You got it! If you ever need this kind of service again, feel free to look me up anytime. I promise—" Before the ghost could finish offering more pleasantries, Bai Qianzhou unceremoniously lifted her foot and kicked him squarely in the backside, sending him hurtling straight into a suddenly materialized vortex.

"Ahhh~~" Listening to the fading wails echoing from the vortex, Bai Qianzhou nodded with a thoroughly pleased expression.

Daring to extract favors from her—she would kick him right where the sun don't shine.

"Alright, we can head out now." Bai Qianzhou turned to look at Bai Jingcheng and Pei Yanlin.

"Huh? Oh, right, let's go home." Pei Yanlin snapped out of his daze and rubbed his nose.

"Ahem, well, I'll drive you back first." Bai Jingcheng cleared his throat, recovering his composure.

Following this cousin of his today had truly opened his eyes and shattered his worldview.

Previously, when collaborating with the Special Investigation Unit, the fierce ghosts he encountered were all bloodthirsty entities. But everything he witnessed today was entirely different from past experiences.

Moreover, after witnessing Bai Qianzhou's casual displays of skill, Bai Jingcheng understood one thing clearly: his cousin's abilities vastly surpassed those of the professionals in the Special Investigation Unit.

This only heightened his curiosity about Bai Qianzhou...

Throughout the entire journey back, Bai Qianzhou remained in a sleepy, dozing state, while Bai Jingcheng and Pei Yanlin kept quiet.

After dropping them off at home and exchanging pleasantries with Pei Hexuan and the others, Bai Jingcheng prepared to leave.

"Tell your father and the others to come back now." Bai Qianzhou spoke suddenly, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Zhouzhou, what did you just say?" Bai Lu asked cautiously.