Hearing what Freda said, Uncle King was sure that the two of them had seen the ghost.
"Young master, young madam, how dare you! What if something happens, what should I tell Master Smith?"
With a smile on his face, Zed Smith said calmly, "Uncle King, if you don't tell us anything, you will be unable to explain!"
"Well..." Uncle King was in a dilemma.
"Uncle King, if you have any difficulty, just tell us. Don't worry. We won't tell anyone!"
Then Uncle King slowly nodded and said, "I... I don't know if it is a ghost, but if it is a ghost, it must be my nephew's wife!"
Zed Smith and Freda didn't expect that Uncle King not only believed in the saying of ghosts but also began to guess who the ghost was.
"Why?"
Perhaps this was also a clue. Uncle King told them what had happened to his nephew's family.