The Wei Family estate was an enormous, lavish mass grave.
They could hardly take a few steps without encountering the dead. The Ghost Bride blocking their path now, for instance, sat lightly on the railing, as though she had never realized she was dead.
Then there was the head emerging from the well, its owner scrambling out on all fours.
Wei Yanchi looked at these relatives of his without a ripple of emotion. Then his gaze returned to Xie De, an irrepressible smile in his eyes. "Sir, what should we do now?"
"Capture them all and put them in the Ancestral Hall, of course." Xie De regarded Wei Yanchi with a hint of amusement. Wei Yanchi was lounging against a tree stump rather than standing properly, so Xie De's gaze angled slightly downward.
"Actually, there should be a better way to resolve this. Why don't you take a guess?"
"Then I'd say we should dispel their obsessions and make them enter the Ancestral Hall willingly. But that would probably be a lot of trouble."
Seeing the smile on Xie De's face, Wei Yanchi could not help taking a few steps forward, drawing a little closer. A smile spread across his own face as he spoke confidently.
"But if there's an easier solution, why not use it? Forcing them into the Ancestral Hall one by one would be much easier than persuading them."
Xie De had been watching him the whole time, indulging his increasingly bold behavior a little. Still, his smile faded somewhat as he spoke plainly.
"You have the Wei Family's legacy within you. You naturally suppress these ghosts, especially those of the Wei Family. Tell me, Wei Yanchi, how would you feel if I left all of this to you?"
"I'd be delighted to help."
At those words