Soon.
The mature woman named Xiao Ru brought a pot of hot tea and poured a cup each for Yang Jian and the elderly man from the nearby herbal medicine shop. Although she had some prejudice against Yang Jian, she still performed the necessary courtesies and couldn't possibly ignore hospitality altogether.
After pouring the tea, Xiao Ru did not leave but stood by and listened quietly.
Her gaze remained fixed on Yang Jian, seemingly studying him carefully.
"I have met a few ghost practitioners from the Republic of China Period, the first manager of the Ghost Post Office, the tall male corpse at the Caesar Hotel, the embalming old man in the ancient house, the old lady carrying a vegetable basket in Dachuan City... But most of them are already dead, and a few others have just recently passed away. The only one still alive is Sister Hong, who died and was resurrected. She replaced a ghost practitioner named Leuk Qingqing and has regained consciousness."
