(PS: Just a few edits, should only take ten minutes!)
"Tsk tsk."
Shao Zifeng walked a circle around 'Miser' Jack.
It still looked like the original sickly ghost, emitting wisps of black smoke all over, only now its pale face and hands were covered in blood-colored runes.
Smack!
Shao Zifeng slapped it on the head.
'Miser' Jack seemed not to notice, kneeling on the ground like a statue.
Shao Zifeng moved to the front, looking down from above, "Lift your head?"
A flash of humiliation and annoyance passed through the eyes of 'Miser' Jack, hidden by the shadow of his hat brim, but it quickly disappeared.
It stiffly raised its head, revealing its eternally pale face beneath the hat brim to Shao Zifeng.
A rather ordinary Western face, hollow cheeks taut against the bone structure, coupled with the eerie green flames in its eyes, and those twisted blood-colored runes, it was enough to make one feel physically uncomfortable after a while.
