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"What the hell is this?" Gao Xinghai roared in shock and fury.
"This isn't any ghost, it's a flat-bottomed pan!" An Yan said indifferently.
"A flat-bottomed pan?" A solemn expression appeared on Gao Xinghai's face.
This woman appeared to be but a Loose Immortal in terms of cultivation level, yet she managed to repel him, which spoke volumes about the power of this artifact.
An Yan nodded, her young face filled with pride, "Yeah! The very same kind that you can use to stir-fry veggies, and also smack people with!"
"Stir-fry?" Gao Xinghai was stunned, then he roared uncontrollably: "You actually hit me with something used for cooking?"
"Yes! Is there a problem with that?" An Yan blinked, and then she lifted the flat-bottomed pan in her hand, pointing at Gao Xinghai and his companions in midair.
"Let me tell you, anyone who dares to bully my husband today will be smacked to death with this pan!"
