Zheng Xiu gobbled down the noodles.
'How strange. I actually feel full.'
'At first, I was wondering if I could even stomach it.'
'It seems this Incarnation is almost no different from a Human.'
This put Master Zheng's mind at ease.
Stepping out of the noodle shop, the shrew and the Wimp were already packing up to go home.
Zheng Xiu watched the middle-aged couple's retreating backs, remaining silent.
"The 'Will' in his soul was taken away."
As if sensing Zheng Xiu's confusion, Feng Bei took the initiative to explain.
"Will?" Zheng Xiu asked. It was the first time he had heard of such a concept.
Feng Bei patiently explained to Young Master Zheng, "Ancient records state that the Human Soul is divided into four parts: Will, Form, Destiny, and Direction. 'Will' refers to consciousness. When the 'Will' in a person's soul is taken, they are left with only a physical shell, no different from a walking corpse."
