[Oh ho, this is about to get interesting!]  

[Everyone, hurry over to Zheng Yunfan’s livestream—there’s some drama to see!]

[F*ck! Are you all idiots? You actually believe the crap spouted by some trashy female streamer and the public bicycle of the entertainment industry? Can’t you think for yourselves and tell right from wrong?]

[I’ve taken note of every single one of you who commented just now—your fan affiliations are logged. Just wait, the day your faves get smeared, I’ll pour gasoline on the fire!]

[Zheng Yunfan stans upstairs, I know you’re panicking, but hold your horses.]

At the press conference venue…  

Zheng Yunfan, impeccably dressed and well-groomed down to every strand of hair styled by his team, spoke eloquently.  

By this point, the press conference was winding down, but suddenly, a flood of viewers poured into the livestream.  

With a humble yet dignified smile, Zheng Yunfan bowed before the cameras.  

“Thank you to all my fans who have supported me. I’m grateful for your trust. Regarding the rumors online, my team will handle them soon. Rest assured, I will give you an answer.”  

“Those who spread lies will eventually face legal consequences. Once again, thank you for your support and love.”  

The moment he lowered his head, his eyes darkened with a sinister, perverse gleam.  

Unseen by anyone, a ghostly doll with twin buns and blood smeared around its lips stood at the left side of the press conference venue.  

In a voice only they could hear, he muttered, “Later, bring that female streamer to me. I’ve never played with such a fiery chick before.”  

The little ghost slowly turned its head, bones creaking.  

It grinned eerily, its mouth making a *crunch-crunch* sound, like it was chewing on animal skulls.  

“Sure… but afterward, I get to eat her!”  

“Master, you won’t object… right?”  

If the master dared to refuse, it would just have to eat him instead.  

When this little ghost first started consuming humans, Zheng Yunfan had been terrified, even vomiting from disgust.  

But now, he was used to it.  

He even had his underlings steal corpses for it to feast on.  

Zheng Yunfan adjusted his bangs and stood up to leave. But just then, a chilling wind swept through the entire press conference hall.  

The lights visibly dimmed, and mournful wails, as if piercing through eardrums, echoed in the ears of everyone present.

The jade pendant hanging around Zheng Yunfan’s neck cracked with a sharp snap, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead as his body trembled uncontrollably.  

The next second, a blood-streaked female ghost appeared upside down in front of him, grinning grotesquely before stretching her maw wide.  

“AH—!”

Zheng Yunfan recoiled in terror. It took him a moment to recognize that this ghost was none other than Song Tingting—who should have been long dead.  

This bitch!

Even alive, she wouldn’t leave him alone. Now, after being turned into a yin amulet, she was still haunting him!  

Fine. Today, he’d make sure her soul was utterly annihilated.  

His eyes darkened with malice, veins bulging on his forehead as he turned to the ghostly doll beside him. “Go. Kill her for me!”

But the little ghost stared at Song Tingting in abject terror, its very soul trembling with fear.  

It wanted to run.  

Song Tingting let out a bone-chilling laugh. “Trying to escape? Not that easy.”

She had suffered horribly, and this little demon had played no small part in it.  

“I—I was forced! Please, spare me—AHH!”

Before it could finish begging, Song Tingting ripped the ghost doll apart and devoured it.  

With its power absorbed, her own strength surged.  

Zheng Yunfan’s legs turned to jelly. The protective talisman around his neck shattered with a loud crack, searing a brand into his chest. He wanted to flee, but his feet felt like they weighed a ton.  

For the first time, he realized—Song Tingting had returned as a vengeful spirit to claim his life.  

And for the first time, he was truly afraid.  

Ignoring the countless cameras trained on him at the press conference, Zheng Yunfan dropped to his knees like a dog, tears and snot streaming down his face as he begged for mercy.  

“Tingting! I was wrong! Please, spare me!”

“You—you still have family! Think about your little sister! She’s still in college! You… you should move on, don’t kill me!”

“If you kill me, my fans will never let your sister go! Tingting, you… you need to think this through!”

Song Tingting’s raised hand froze mid-air.  

“Sister! Don’t believe him!”

A girl in a cap and mask, fully disguised, rushed in, her voice hoarse from crying.  

But Song Tingting recognized her instantly—her seventeen-year-old sister, Song Xuanxuan.  

Xuanxuan’s eyes were bloodshot. “After you died, Mom and Dad fought to clear your name! But this scum—he sent people to run them over! They’re still in the hospital!”  

[Holy sh*t! How is this actor so untouchable?!]  

[Is no one going to do anything?! He’s literally defying the justice system!]  

[Wild guess—is this ‘sister’ the same weird viewer from before?!]  

Xuanxuan clenched her fists so hard her palms bled. “Sister, if you’re afraid… I’ll kill him myself!”  

“NO!”

Song Tingting slowly floated up, her hair rapidly growing and wildly extending, firmly binding Zheng Yunfan and suspending him upside down in midair.

“Ah-“

With a sudden release of Song Tingting’s hair, Zheng Yunfan’s body plummeted violently to the ground. His legs shattered upon impact, eliciting a piercing, agonized scream.

Song Tingting slapped the Truth Talisman -given to her by Huo Ning before she left -onto Zheng Yunfan’s body, glaring at him with unrelenting intensity.

“Speak. Confess every disgusting thing you’ve ever done, word for word, without leaving out a single detail!”

“No…”

Zheng Yunfan lay sprawled on the ground in utter disarray, his palms scraping against the floor as he tried to push himself backward, his face twisted in pain.

He didn’t want to speak, but his mouth moved against his will, spilling out every illegal and immoral act he had ever committed as if pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

The list included, but was not limited to: drugging and raping women, drug abuse, tax evasion, hiring hitmen, bullying industry peers, organizing illegal gambling rings, keeping malevolent spirits, and even injecting drugs into fellow entertainers.

Among these atrocities were, of course, the series of vile acts he had committed against Song Tingting herself.

Shockingly, his confessions also implicated several company CEOs and A-list celebrities -including the Huo family heiress, the currently untouchable top actress, Huo Baiwei.

Netizens watching the live stream were utterly stunned into silence.

[Holy crap! This is an earthquake in the entertainment industry!]

[Damn! I wake up to find all my faves’ rivals have imploded! Hahahahahaha!]

Meanwhile, the scene at the venue descended first into eerie chaos, then into an even eerier silence.

To the reporters and media personnel present, it appeared as though Zheng Yunfan-who had been perfectly fine moments ago-had suddenly lost his mind, pleading for mercy to empty air. Then, a strange woman entered, seemingly conversing with nothingness.

After she dropped a bombshell revelation, Zheng Yunfan abruptly levitated, was flung into the air, and crashed down half-dead. Then, as if possessed, he began fearlessly exposing his own crimes.

Song Tingting’s eyes burned with hatred as she coldly smirked and possessed Zheng Yunfan’s body. Picking up a shard of shattered jade, she drove it straight into his carotid artery.

Blood sprayed. The scene erupted into pandemonium.

Song Tingting then withdrew from Zheng Yunfan’s body, but to ensure his death was absolute, she manipulated the massive crystal chandelier above him, sending it crashing down. His body was pulverized into a mangled mess, his life extinguished on the spot.

The venue plunged into deathly silence.

Then, ear-splitting screams erupted one after another.

Finally, a faint smile appeared on Song Tingting’s face as tears welled in her eyes. She bid her final farewell to her younger sister.

“Xuanxuan, I’m leaving now. From now on… take good care of yourself.”

Song Xuanxuan nodded, tears brimming in her eyes. “I will.”

…

At the Zhao family in Jiangcheng, Yu Qingxue was lying in the bathtub taking a medicinal bath.

The steam in the bathroom fogged up the mirror. Her eyes were closed, so she didn’t notice the ghostly face slowly emerging in the reflection.  

Her phone was placed nearby, and a woman’s voice occasionally came through the receiver as she listened half-heartedly.  

“Mom, I get it, don’t worry. I’ll make sure Zhao Kai stays devoted to me.”  

“Oh, Mom, send me another amulet, will you? This time, make it a more obedient one. Zhao Kai’s been fooling around outside again.”  

“Mom—ah—mmph!”  

Zhou Man’s expression was icy as she emotionlessly pressed Yu Qingxue’s head underwater.  

This was the woman who had ruined her family.  

“Mmph—”  

Yu Qingxue struggled desperately for survival before gradually going still.  

Zhou Man released her grip.  

Yu Qingxue’s eyes were wide open, filled with unspoken resentment.  

“Hey! Qingxue! What’s going on over there—”  

“Hey!”  

The frantic shouts from Yu’s mother on the other end of the call were met with utter silence.  

Zhou Man smirked eerily and left the Zhao residence.  

“It’s your turn now, Wu Xin,” she murmured.