The soul that belonged to Wei Yushuang seemed confused, as if she didn't understand what Chen Feng was saying. No matter how Chen Feng questioned her, she showed no response. After almost an entire evening of attempting to communicate, Chen Feng finally came to an unwelcome conclusion: Wei Yushuang's soul had the intelligence of a roughly three-year-old child, and it only reacted when her father was mentioned.
Now it was Chen Feng's turn to be troubled. What should he do with her—or with it? Should he extinguish her? Chen Feng couldn't bring himself to do that, but the thought of having a ghost by his side made him uncomfortable. Most importantly, she was now akin to a three-year-old child and did not have any memory of her past, making communication with her impossible.
