Chao Kongtu was on the plane with the window on his left and Xiaojin on his right.
He never liked sitting by the window, but was feeling grateful for the arrangement at the moment. After all, it would be much easier to smash the window and jump out of the plane than to shut the clamorous mouth up beside him.
"Are you sure about this? You haven't even reached the innate state yet!
Can you really get rid of that ghost? You haven't even reached the innate state yet!
Are you sure you won't hurt my mum in the process? You haven't even reached the innate state yet!"
When she questioned him for the twentieth time with the trinity of doubts, Chao Kongtu could not stand it any longer. "You're welcome to doubt my capability as a whole, but don't question my ability to catch a ghost. As long as that ghost has not developed some remarkable ability, it's done for."
"Tsk. I'd believe your bragging if there wasn't that last part," said Xiaojin scornfully.
