Three days later, Yang residence.
The servants hurried back and forth as they served the guests who had arrived at the venue, leading them to their seats and also serving them refreshments.
"Hey, have you heard?" One of the guests whispered to the person in front of him while they waited for their turn to arrive in the front and be received by both Mr. Yang and his eldest son, Yang Ming – who is helping his father manage their businesses.
"What?" the other answered.
"That this celebration is not just for the ghost being driven away... but also to thank the one who drove the ghost away – the Huichen!" the gossipy guest answered.
The other guest's eyes widened in surprise. "What?! That Huichen?!" he exclaimed.
"Is there any other Huichen in the capital?" the gossipy guest asked back and rolled his eyes. "I heard that the boss of Huichen will come! This is to give Yang Hong a face!" he told him.
