"What's going on with Han Sen?" Qing Le asked Cheap Sheep, as he walked inside.
Cheap Sheep looked at the spirit with disdain and answered, "His brain had problems. We chased him off, seeing there was no point keeping a simpleton around. Having an idiot running the place would be silly."
"Yeah! Yeah! He became so dumb! He cannot even tell the difference between men and women now. No one would even accept him as a slave," Green Cow added.
"That makes sense. Do you know where he is right now?" Qing Le asked.
"Who knows? I sometimes seem him skulking around the alleyways, munching on leftover food. He knows they're just bones devoid of meat, but he still ravenously gnaws away at them." Cheap Sheep was saying a lot.
After Qing Le heard this, he didn't want to know any more about Han Sen. "Who asserted leadership over the shelter, then?"
Cheap Sheep and Green Cow played dumb, and just said, "You're the boss now, eh?"