Before dawn, the night was dark.
The Tray Ghost said, "Honorable One, Lady Xie doesn't go to find Xie Huaizheng; is it because... there is no such person as Lady Xie at all, or because the Old Black-tongued Ghost hasn't fully explained the relationship between the two of them?"
The Tray Ghost analyzed carefully, speaking confidently, "This case is bizarre from start to finish.
To be honest, there's one thing I still don't understand.
Xie Huaizheng bore countless accusations during his lifetime; whether he was wrongly accused or deserved them, let's set aside the reasons.
Just saying he was hated like that, there was talk of exterminating his three clans, and yet after his death, he was allowed to become the Ghost King in the deep mountains of Yunjiang Prefecture.
No matter how you think about it, it's very strange and illogical!"
At this point, the Tray Ghost suddenly froze; it seemed to have thought of something and looked sharply at Chen Xu.
Chen Xu looked at him too.
