Soon.
The mature woman named Xiao Ru brought over a pot of hot tea and poured a cup each for Yang Jian and the old man from the Chinese medicine shop. Although she held some prejudice against Yang Jian, she still had to keep up appearances. She could not simply refuse to offer him any hospitality.
After pouring the tea, Xiao Ru did not leave. Instead, she stood to one side and listened quietly.
Her gaze remained fixed on Yang Jian, as though she were studying him carefully.
"I have met several Ghost Tamers from the Republican Era: the first administrator of the Ghost Post Office, the tall male corpse at Caesar Hotel, the entombment old man from the old residence, and the old woman carrying a vegetable basket in Dachuan City. But most of them are already dead. A few only died recently. The only one still alive is Sister Hong, who died and came back to life. She replaced a Ghost Tamer named Liu Qingqing, and her consciousness awakened again."
"And you, strictly speaking, are the only person who has survived from that era until now."
Yang Jian looked at the steaming teacup and spoke slowly.
The deathly old man in sunglasses moved his aged face slightly and forced out a faint smile. "It seems you have been through quite a lot as well. You encountered all the things you should not have encountered. It truly was not easy for you to survive. I knew all those people you mentioned. The Ghost Post Office administrator was called Luo Wensong. The male corpse at Caesar Hotel was named Li Qingzhi when he was alive. The one from the old residence was called Zhang Dong. The one in Dachuan City was Meng Xiaodong. As for Sister Hong, the name you