"Brother, where is the Ghost Prison?"
"I don't know."
"What's inside the Ghost Prison?"
"I don't know."
"Are there ghosts in the Ghost Prison?"
Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty and said seriously, "I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, but I do know that there are many things in the world that are more terrifying than ghosts."
"I know, the human heart is like the Ghost Realm," Little Fatty said with a smile.
"How did you think of that?" Tang Fei asked, puzzled.
Little Fatty was simple-minded and kind-hearted, always looking for the good in people and rarely caring about their flaws.
It was unexpected for him to express such a deep insight.
"It's what godfather said," Little Fatty replied. "Godfather is afraid I'll be deceived, and he always tells me the human heart is like a ghost, and you can know a face but not the heart."
"Oh." Tang Fei nodded, thinking it was not surprising at all for the old man to say something like that.
