"Ghosts fighting each other? That's actually not a bad idea," the old man nodded, seemingly inspired by the words "ghosts fighting each other" I had mentioned, which appeared to spark an even better idea in his mind.
"Old Ghost, did you think of something? Tell me quickly," I couldn't wait to know what brilliant plan the old man in front of me had come up with.
"I haven't thought of any good ideas," the old man said with a helpless look on his face, spreading his hands.
Damn, if he hadn't come up with any bright ideas, why would he even respond? Seriously, he got me all excited for nothing. I'd already made up my mind that if all else failed, I'd just follow through with my own plan, no matter the commotion it caused, destroy that ghost, and then take Old Wang straight back to the Mortal Realm.