"After the war was won, I've always wanted to find you and your aunt to properly thank you, but I haven't been able to locate you."
Mr. Li said regretfully, "So my brothers and I have no choice but to burn incense and paper offerings for you on the first and fifteenth of every month, in gratitude for your kindness."
Zheng Ying, standing to the side, became more confused as he listened. Finally, he grasped that this man was not a human in the past life; now he's reincarnated, but he still remembers things from after his death in his previous life and saved a large army as a ghost.
This truly is a rare tale even in a hundred years, no wonder Mr. Li was so excited, such an experience is not easily forgotten.
Mu Qian said, "I know about this, but since the realms of the living and the dead are different, my aunt and I can't always stay with you, otherwise your health wouldn't be able to handle it."
