Yi Bing's eyes widened in shock when Huo Ling turned. Huo Ling's eyes are filled with pain and confusion… and despair. He can't cry, but it's more painful since there's no outlet of pain. "Huo Ling…" he called, his voice suddenly became hoarse for some reason as he stared at the pained expression on Huo Ling's face. "What… do you…" he said. His hand let go of Huo Ling. Then, he took out the two photos from inside his clothes.
"AAH!" the woman screamed and ran when she saw the two photos are floating in the air. "A ghost! It's a ghost!" she screamed as she hurried out to the streets. She was going crazy, and finally chose the right way to run to.
Yi Bing ignored her. "The butler… and your grandfather… are friends before." He told him as he showed to Huo Ling the two boys' photo. "And this is your grandmother with them." he added and gave to him the other photo with the girl. "Can you tell me… which is your grandfather and the butler?" he asked and looked at the two boys' photo.
