The old steward looked eagerly at Yan Daoxin, clearly not understanding what "soul detachment" was all about.
Yan Daoxin, slightly impatient, pursed his lips: "It's like this, even though the person appears to be asleep and unaware of their surroundings, they act as if they're awake, capable of walking, talking, and doing tasks!"
"Oh, oh! Exactly! Exactly! You're absolutely right, sir!" The old steward suddenly realized, nodding quickly in agreement, "That's exactly how it is. I don't know how the Fortress Lord does it, but those people just seem to be awake while actually unaware of who they are, where they are, or why they're doing things."
Although Yan Daoxin usually joked around and was easygoing with Lu Qing and Zhu Yu, he was not like that with others, carrying a certain arrogance.
Now seeing the sleazy old steward calling him "grandfather" with every sentence, his expression looked as if he saw maggots in his food, utterly disgusted.
