How difficult is it to kill a group of demon ghosts?
For someone like Chen Yi, who in his previous life treated everything as a game, it is very, very difficult.
Not only must he predict what everyone wants, grasp the fleeting emotions in conversations, but also handle sudden changes and crises that strike in an instant.
The knife is already drawn, glimmering with a ghostly light beneath the candle flame.
Upon seeing the knife's flash, the pig-faced housekeeper, who was just accused of having an affair, became furious, grabbed a nearby axe, and charged forward with a roar.
The massive figure of the pig-faced demon leapt into the air and then chopped downwards with immense force.
"Slander me, die!"
The words had just fallen.
The long knife had already extended.
The pig-faced demon in mid-air was terrified, but before his face could change his fierce and malicious expression, the cold knife tip had already pierced his throat.
Thud!
