Ye Zhengyi looked like he never took anything seriously, but every word he said hit the mark.
I felt a glimmer of hope.
As an "old ghost" who had existed for a very long time, he obviously knew plenty. Compared with the man in the video, who had gathered information from different deceased people, Ye Zhengyi had experienced things firsthand, so he should have a much more detailed understanding of the world.
Xu Tiancheng and Yao Nie weren't very interested in history; they only cared about the changes happening now. They didn't treat me like an outsider, either. Instead, they pulled me over to sit with them on the sofa.
I found their attitude rather odd and couldn't figure out what they were up to.
Ye Zhengyi didn't seem to mind at all. Ignoring their objections, he said, "Sit down. Don't be shy. The three of us are old friends despite the age gap. We're very close. As you young people say, we're the old-and-young womanizers' club..."
"Quit your nonsense." Yao Nie scowled and cut him off.
Ye Zhengyi pointed at Yao Nie and laughed. "You're the worst at judging women. At least make an effort to pick better."
Yao Nie seemed a little embarrassed and glanced at Xu Tiancheng.
Wenjing had killed so many people, and it all traced back to Yao Nie.
Yet their relationship didn't seem to have suffered because of it.
Xu Tiancheng waved a hand. "Forget it. You didn't do it on purpose. I've known what you're like for a long time. This was a calamity my mother and I couldn't avoid."
Xu Tiancheng looked at me and kindly explained, "I only arrived in Minqing today. Before that, I went to visit my dad and stayed with him for a few days. On my way