Chapter 163: "The Enraged Godfather"

Ainsley gulped softly as she observed the figure in front of her. 

Godfather. The legendary figure feared by others outside of the mafia world? 

And also...the one….I impersonate? 

Ainsley took another glance at the spirit and hissed. She suddenly stood on the bed and pointed at the spirit. 

"No! You're an imposter!" The baby shouted on top of her lungs with her childish voice. 

Thankfully, Grandpa Yofan and Elliana weren't around the bedroom at all. Thus, no one heard her accusation other than this poor spirit. 

"You can't be the Godfather!" 

Once Ainsley shot her accusation in front of the transparent figure, the figure was so vexed until he almost died from rage. 

"Imposter? This Lord?! Blasphemy! Hey, you, little rascal, open your eyes! You're the imposter. Your whole family is the imposter!" The spirit flew into a rage. 

The spirit's demeanour was similar to an expert, but Ainsley was also a stubborn one. She refused to believe this imposter, and instead of grovelling to admit her fault, she looked up at the floating spirit and sneered. 

"Do you think you can fool me because I'm a baby? Dream on! Who doesn't know that the Godfather died cause of natural death at the age of 100?" 

Ainsley dug out her excellent knowledge about Godfather that she could even make a thesis out of this person. 

"A dead spirit's appearance will stay the same as the last time they're alive. So, tell me, how should I believe that you're the Godfather?" Ainsley raised her tiny hand and pointed at the spirit's nose. 

"You're so young you can barely have grandchildren! How can you be the Godfather that died at the age of 100?!" Ainsley's low roar resounded in the room. 

Unfortunately, her roar sounded like a tiger cub trying to look cool. Even when she didn't use her baby talk, her immature voice was still childishly cute! 

Once the 'Godfather' spirit heard Ainsley's accusation, he was stunned for a few seconds. The figure which was crossing his arms in front of his chest, paused for a while. 

Uh...why am I doubted as the fake Godfather? I...I am the real one, okay? 

Being doubted by the real imposter, the Godfather suffered a psychological blow that he couldn't refute for a few seconds already. Before he could explain, Ainsley already puffed up her chest and snickered. 

"I'm correct! Look! You can't refute me, right? You're a fake! Hmph!" Ainsley flicked her sleeve and looked at the spirit in disdain. 

"You might look like the young Godfather, but who doesn't want to cosplay as the Godfather? You can get plastic surgery and pretend to be him!" 

Ainsley's last sentence made The Godfather so stifled that he almost spurted out a litre of blood if he still had any. 

The heck! Not only I'm being doubted by the imposter. I'm also accused of being a crazy fan that goes as far as changing my face to be similar to the Godfather at his younger age! 

So, you're saying that I'm a fan of myself?! 

The Godfather's figure swayed. He no longer had that expert aura around him. 

I know that I'm a narcissist, but I can't be that crazy until I impersonate myself, right?! 

The Godfather was so speechless that he could only look at Ainsley with his hands trembling. He also pointed his finger at the baby, but he simply couldn't speak. 

Cat got his tongue! But not this cat in front of him. 

Seeing the spirit couldn't talk back and looked speechless instead, Ainsley's confidence grew. She totally didn't think that the youngster spirit in front of her was the genuine Godfather spirit. 

This must be a fake spirit trying to prank me! 

"Ha! Just give up! Just so you know, I'm a shaman, and I contracted the real Godfather!" Ainsley lied without batting an eyelid, and surprisingly, her lie sounded so real that even the Godfather almost doubted himself. 

Since when he made a contract with this girl? And through his abundant experience, how could he doesn't know that the baby wasn't a shaman at all? 

After eavesdropping on these two for a while, he swore that he could even guess the baby's underwear pattern. 

Trying to act as a shaman? 

Aren't you so shameless?! Just how thick is your face to pose in front of the real deal and even threaten this great me with my own self?! 

He had never seen someone with a face as thick as the city's wall! 

The Godfather's face turned black, but his transparent body didn't allow any colour to be seen. Even his gorgeous green-black hair was just transparent at the moment. 

One could only see his appearance resembling the young Godfather, but without colour, it's not easy to recognize him either. 

But when someone recognized him, she actually said that he's a fake! 

Do you think that my body will be so stifled that it comes back alive as a zombie? 

The Godfather felt that...it is possible. 

He was truly angered until he dared to believe that his corpse might wake up on its own! 

The young-looking Godfather instantly shot a glare at Ainsley and spoke in a threatening voice. 

"Lass. Do you still think that this lord is a fake? Should I give you proof?!" 

Facing the young man's blatant anger, Ainsley was calm. As long as it's not the real Godfather, why should she care? Even the real Godfather might doubt himself after seeing her acting! 

"Hmph! What proof?" Ainsley spoke in ridicule. 

"Don't tell me you want to say that even plastic surgery can't make a handsome face as handsome as your face, o' Godfather?" 

Because the Godfather was said to be the most handsome man in this world! 

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