Alvano now understood the ghosts Fusheng had spoken of in the past; this was the scent of incense he had described. Smelling it, Alvano hovered in the air. So, this was why Fusheng would die, why he would become one of those ghosts.
"Take him back."
At these words, Fusheng looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a dignified and upright appearance. The man cast a lukewarm glance at Fusheng, waved his hand at the nannies, and turned to leave. Fusheng had no idea that this was the father he had yearned for so deeply.
Chapter 174