Gongsun Ce stood up from the chair and walked over to the starving ghosts, saying calmly, "I don't think so. If you really wanted food, why haven't you been relieved after eating so much?"
The starving ghosts were stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Not enough!" "Not tasty!" "Too little..."
"Eating until your stomachs are swollen and still not satisfied? The lack of food is certainly your obsession, but you only see one aspect and not the other." Gongsun Ce put his hands behind his back and started walking around the little ghosts. "Children suffered from hunger and cold, with little clothing and food during hard times. Your bodies are barely covered, and your feet lack socks and shoes. How could you endure the cold winter dressed so shabbily? That purple color on your skin is evidence of severe frostbite!"
"Ah!" The starving ghosts, struck as if by a thunderbolt on a clear day, even forgot to eat for the moment. The leader of the ghosts murmured, "Cold... cold!!"