The name Ghost Emperor is fitting. One Ghost Emperor after another chimed in agreement.
My aunt smiled at the Ghost King and said, "Sister Zu, I've harvested over five hundred souls this year! Don't call me like you used to! And besides, the younger generation is still here!"
The Ghost Emperor didn't bother to hide the disdain in his eyes as he looked at my aunt. Then he glanced at me, and upon seeing my face, he said, "Ah, so this is your nephew, your grandson! What a surprise! The last time I saw him was when he was born, and now he's grown so much! But wait, does he possess a Ghost Eye? If you want me to assist, just say the word."
My aunt chuckled and said, "Sister Zu, he's just a child. What's your problem?
