“Compose a poem?” I was baffled because I didn’t know what Senior Shu had on his mind. However, he must have had his reasons to say that.

I quickly searched in my head for a classic poem.

“Um… Er… Green reed and frosty white dew.” After racking my brain for a while, I remember these verses from the Book of Songs.

I continued, “There she is, by the water.”

“Upstream I go, like an islet in the water!” I didn’t recite this last part; the creature behind me did. The voice reading the poem was resounding and full of passion, both masculine and magnetic.

I knew it was the ghost behind me talking.

I anxiously looked at Senior Shu. What was I supposed to do now?

I was planning to copy the verses from the Book of Songs, but the ghost saw through my trick. I didn’t know if my actions had enraged him or not.

However, after looking at Senior Shu’s slightly eased face, I knew the ghost seemed to be satisfied with my poem.

“What a pity, what a pity! I was an old and loyal official, but the imperial court didn’t want to put me in an important position; I was demoted instead. They confiscated my possessions, and my family was exterminated....