[??? So the rumors about Cheng Shuang being kept by an older man were also fake?]  

[She was your best friend! Fine, you stood by and did nothing while she was bullied—but to stab her in the back when she was at her lowest? That’s just too much!]

[F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! As a woman, you spread slanderous rumors about another woman? Li Lu, you’re a vile b*tch, just drop dead!] 

Li Lu’s lips trembled, the color draining from her face. The host had even predicted this.  

This meant her bright future had just been utterly destroyed by the host!  

The barrage of curses in the comments chilled her to the bone.  

No!  

She refused to accept this!  

There had to be some way to salvage the situation!  

There were so many kind-hearted people online—if she explained her difficulties, surely someone would understand her, right?  

“Wahh… It was all Su Miaomiao, Zhang Yu, and Li Qing who forced me to do this!” 

“They threatened me! They said if I didn’t obey, they’d strip me naked, film it, and post it online. I was so scared… I didn’t dare fight back…” 

Tears streamed down Li Lu’s face as she soaked tissue after tissue.  

She hung her head low. “I know I’m weak. I shouldn’t have become an accomplice to bullying… But I just wanted to survive!”  

[Looking at it this way, she’s not entirely at fault. Just selfish and cold—too good at self-preservation.]

[Oh, so you’re not selfish and cold? Then Venmo me 50!] 

[What, calling the police is a crime where you’re from?]  

Li Lu shuddered, wiping her tears on camera.  

“I didn’t dare call the police. When Shuang was first bullied, Auntie Wang reported it.”  

“But the police found no evidence of her being mistreated. Not only did Su Miaomiao face no consequences, but Shuang was even given a verbal warning.”

“Because reporting it ‘damaged the school’s reputation,’ the teachers all hated her. After that, the bullying got even worse.” 

[How could there be no evidence? Didn’t they film Cheng Shuang being stripped?]  

[Your school has no surveillance cameras?]  

[You said earlier that Auntie Wang abused Cheng Shuang—why would she help report the bullying then?]  

[Am I the only one wondering why Su Miaomiao kept targeting Cheng Shuang in the first place?]

Li Lu looked at the camera with deep fear and lingering dread in her eyes, hesitating before she spoke.

“No… please, don’t ask anymore. If I say too much, Su Miaomiao will kill me.”

“I know I’ve done a lot of wrong, but please… stop asking. I really don’t want to die…”

[Sigh, Li Lu is also a victim. I get it now -she only gave false testimony for Su Miaomiao because she had no choice.]

[She deserves judgment, but not death. Wanting to survive-who can blame her for that?]

[Then does that mean Cheng Shuang deserved to die?!]

[Oh sure, Cheng Shuang was innocent, so Li Lu should just burn in hell, right? Fine!]

[Stop arguing! The real one who deserves to die is Su Miaomiao. Don’t forget, that b*tch is still alive!] 

Huo Ning glanced at Li Lu with an impassive expression.

No wonder Li Lu was so good at talking.

Her lies were a mix of truth and fabrication, and she knew exactly how to play the victim to win sympathy. In no time, many netizens were pitying her, even saying they understood her actions.

Huo Ning smiled.

Li Lu’s heart dropped.

That smile from the host filled her with a terrible sense of foreboding.

Before she could say anything to stop Huo Ning from speaking, the host’s mocking voice already came through the headphones.

“You were forced to spread those rumors?

Then what about the LV bag and the latest smartphone you got afterward-did Su Miaomiao force you to take those too?”

“Back then, Su Miaomiao announced in the class that anyone who bullied Cheng Shuang would get a little ‘gift’ from her. Some people joined in just for those petty rewards, while others couldn’t bring themselves to participate.”

“Most of the bullies just slapped her or tore up her homework. But you? You chose to spread slanderous rumors.”

It was a vicious and despicable tactic-but it worked.

Li Lu’s slut-shaming made Cheng Shuang’s already unbearable school life even worse.

Originally, Cheng Shuang’s depression hadn’t been severe enough to drive her to suicide.

But because of a bag and a phone, she slit her wrists multiple times.

The wailing wind outside sounded like a mournful dirge. The glass window rattled violently, and Li Lu shuddered, instinctively turning to look.

Reflected in the glass was a face-mangled, bloodied.

Cheng Shuang, still in her school uniform, mechanically turned her head, baring her ghastly white teeth as she stretched her lips into a grotesque, twisted smile.

“AHH!”

“Host, save me!”

“Cheng Shuang, you-you stay back! I know I was wrong, please… spare me… I’m begging you…”

Li Lu was so terrified that her legs went weak. She clutched every ghost-repelling item she could see tightly in her arms.  

Every hair on her body stood on end as she pleaded with Huo Ning through the screen. Trembling, she kowtowed to Huo Ning.  

“Host, I’m begging you, please save me!”  

Huo Ning slowly shook her head.  

Of course, she could send one of the ghosts in the room to deal with Cheng Shuang—after all, they were both in Jiangcheng. It would take just an instant.  

But why should she?  

Li Lu was overcome with despair. She hadn’t expected Huo Ning to be so heartless. Was it because she hadn’t offered enough money?  

Li Lu frantically sent several “Phoenix Coronet and Embroidered Robe” gifts in a row, her back drenched in cold sweat.  

“Host, I’ll tip you! I still have 200,000 yuan—save me, and I’ll give you all of it!”  

[Wind Miao Miao: I’m Su Miao Miao. Make Cheng Shuang vanish for good, and I’ll have my dad give you a million!]  

[Damn! The bully actually showed up. Host, if you help her, I’ll blacklist you for life!]  

[Host, you can’t abandon your principles for money!]

[Wind Miao Miao: You bunch of broke losers, you make me sick just looking at you. A million not enough? How about 1.5 million—that should cover it, right?!]

Huo Ning smirked coldly.  

“Combined, that’s 1.7 million. What a fortune!”  

For someone 3 million in debt, this was undoubtedly a huge sum.  

Earlier, she had said that if the other party could provide enough value, she might not even mind shouldering the karma.  

But now? She was taking those words back.  

Her voice was icy as she read out Su Miao Miao’s ID. “Didn’t your family hire a ‘revered monk’ to help you?”  

“He used dark magic to cover up a murder—something that serious. And now he can’t even handle a mere vengeful ghost?”  

[Whoa, no wonder the host said earlier that the police couldn’t prove Cheng Shuang was murdered—there’s a crooked monk behind this!]  

[Glad to see the host hasn’t sold her conscience for money. Sending five bottles of red wine as a tip!]

[Ten ‘Phoenix Coronet and Embroidered Robe’ gifts sent!]  

[I’ve tipped 66 bottles of red wine. Once Su Miao Miao and that bitch Li Lu get what they deserve, I’ll send a hundred more!]  

Countless dazzling special effects flashed across the screen as Su Miaomiao stared at the barrage of curses flooding the livestream comments. Enraged, she smashed her phone against the wall.  

“That ungrateful bitch!”  

It was also that useless bald donkey her father had hired—he was to blame.  

Originally, they had planned to set a trap yesterday to completely annihilate that wretched Cheng Shuang’s ghost, ensuring she’d vanish without a trace.  

But before they could even execute their plan, that damned monk suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed. He still hadn’t woken up.  

Thankfully, her home was protected by a barrier array—Cheng Shuang couldn’t enter.  

But she couldn’t hide forever!  

She had gone online to find another master, only to stumble upon that bitch Li Lu publicly accusing her of killing Cheng Shuang!  

The more Su Miaomiao thought about it, the angrier she became. Only Li Lu’s death could quell her fury now.  

She grabbed another phone and viciously sent Li Lu a WeChat message:  

[You bitch! You took a million from me and still dared to spout nonsense online? Just wait—I won’t let you get away with this!]

But unfortunately, Li Lu would never see that message.  

The once-tidy rental apartment was now steeped in a sinister, ghostly aura.  

Cheng Shuang stood outside the window—yet her hair slithered through the floor cracks and air vents, coiling around Li Lu’s body like countless writhing serpents.  

The agony of suffocation crept over her inch by inch, engulfing her entirely, as if she were being swallowed whole.