As the tense atmosphere settled in the Bai family living room, Eric took a deep breath, bracing himself to address their concerns. "Your son, Haolei, is not a ghost," he began, his voice steady yet compassionate. "He... He's no longer with us in the physical sense, but his spirit lives on in a different realm."
Kiyuki's eyes widened, tears glistening as she absorbed Eric's words. "Different realm?" she echoed softly, a glimmer of hope amidst her grief.
"Yes," Eric nodded solemnly. "Haolei's essence, his energy, it's transcended beyond our world. He's at peace now, free from the torment he endured."
Bai father's jaw clenched, his grief mingling with anger. "And this monk... This monster who took our son away from us, you said you've captured him?"
Eric nodded, his expression grave. "Yes, but his hold over this world is not yet broken. I will perform the necessary rituals to banish him completely, to ensure he can never harm anyone again."
