"Old Bai, you died so tragically! Didn't even say goodbye to us before you went!"
Uncle Wang's loud voice rang out in the darkness.
"Shhh! Keep it down! Don't let anyone hear!"
Bai Yifan heard Uncle Wang's booming voice and quickly reached out to tug at the two older men, signaling them not to cry out loud.
It could easily get them beaten.
"Why keep it down? Your grandpa died so tragically! And you don't want us to cry?"
Uncle Wang continued to cry powerfully, with a cadence to his sobs.
He genuinely thought Bai Zhengxuan had passed, which is why he was crying so sorrowfully.
"Who died so tragically?"
A chilling voice came from behind Uncle Wang.
"My brother Old Bai died tragically!"
Uncle Wang cried and replied, turning instinctively to see who was speaking.
As he turned, he saw Bai Zhengxuan's gloomy face.
"Uh—"
The cry got stuck in his throat instantly, and Uncle Wang almost choked himself in surprise.
He'd seen a ghost!
