But Jiang Beiyu, a good young man with a bit of a cleanliness and OCD, spent a lot of money to book a top-notch suite, and the doorway was messed up like this. Can he stand it?
Young Master Jiang absolutely cannot stand it.
So, the ghost above suddenly opened its gaping mouth wide and flew towards him, but Jiang Beiyu kicked it away with one swift move.
The opponent crashed into the wall with a thud, then fell to the ground.
Jiang Beiyu watched as the ghost, seemingly without any sense of pain, extended an abnormal length of tongue, licking the blood on the ground, with a look of excitement and greed on its face, then rushed towards them again.
Its speed was incredible, so fast that it seemed more like a leopard than a ghost.
Jiang Beiyu was very reluctant to engage directly with such a ghostly creature, but he was at a disadvantage, lacking a weapon.
He never felt it so strongly before, but now he did.
He hated touching these things.
