He could barely hold back his tears, which threatened to spill over at any moment.
"Host, can my hair still grow back? Will it just attract another ghost like that one?"
"Of course it can!"
Zhang, still uneasy, asked again for confirmation.
"So I can really grow it out again! You'll get rid of this ghost for me, right? Completely?"
"And another thing—do you have anything like talisman paper or a Peach Wood Sword? I'm terrified another ghost is going to get fixated on my hair."
[LMAO, I can't breathe!]
[Zhang, you're killing me. I'm dying of laughter.]
[Hahaha, Zhang is so funny, especially with that big bald head.]
[Help, does the plot really have to be like this?]
Su Nian's eyes lit up. 'That's right,' she thought, 'I can start a new side hustle.'
"Mm, I do. One talisman for one Carnival."
Zhang winced, his face twitching at the cost.
But he figured some expenses were unavoidable. Gritting his teeth, he sent Su Nian another Carnival.
