Qin Ye didn’t do anything. He was still pretty much a newcomer when it came to dealing with evil ghosts. To date, Cao Youdao was the only Hunter-class ghost he had dealt with. Thus, he was curious about the different kinds of behavior and idiosyncrasies other evil ghosts would exhibit.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

The high heels remained rooted to the ground.

Then, on the fourth second.

Almost as though he had realized something, Qin Ye lifted his head abruptly.

Under the dim glow of the light above, Qin Ye saw a fat lady with unkempt hair and a gnarly expression peeking at him just over the cubicle door!

Had he been an ordinary person, his heart would have stopped at this very instant!

A hand could barely be seen holding up the fat lady’s head. As soon as the lady locked eyes with Qin Ye, her lips immediately curled into a horrific smile, “I’ve… found… you!!” 

Her expression was incredibly twisted, almost as though someone had hastily and haphazardly stitched together a ragdoll.

In the very next moment, Old Huang transformed into a menacing bolt and charged straight at the door before Qin Ye could react with his demonhead saber.

Boom!!

There was a loud bang, and the door was instantly shattered into pieces. Just outside the door, a headless corpse wearing a nurse’s uniform and high heels, and carrying an old tape recorder in one hand and her own head in the other, was smashed back against the wall by a powerful cleave from Qin Ye’s saber.

“Bloody hell,...