"I need to keep taking care of her fish ... I need to keep taking care of her fish ... I need to keep taking care of her fish ..." The old man didn't seem to hear Liu Yang's words, he kept saying those same words while throwing the breadcrumbs on the lake.
Liu Yang stared at that scene for several minutes before thinking about anything.
(Should I get some breadcrumbs and throw it in the lake?) Liu Yang thought internally. He saw that the old man seemed focused on what he was doing and he didn't care about anything else.
The moment Liu Yang was about to leave, the old man's soul stopped repeating the same phrases and suddenly turned around. His appearance was like that of any other ordinary old man, the only difference being that he had a scar on his face.
"Were you talking to me?" The old man spoke in the language of souls, as it was the only way for them to communicate.
"Yes." Liu Yang replied back.
"Are you here for my mansion deed?"