"Are you scaring yourself?"
The bandaged man asked a question but did not withdraw his hand. Instead, he released some kind of gray substance from between his fingers. The substance drifted with the wind like sand slipping through the gaps, spreading toward the corridor.
If someone were standing there, the smoke would reveal their figure. This was an extraordinary power the bandaged people had honed over the course of their long lives.
However, to the bandaged man's surprise, even as the corridor filled with the gray smoke, no figure was revealed.
Only the young boy in the classic oil painting hung on the wall sneered at the bandaged man's foolish action.
"Be careful."
The bandaged man motioned for the merman to go ahead and slowly moved deeper into the corridor.
Standing in the room, Lu Ban took a deep breath.
"That scared me to death, almost got caught," he said.
"...That would have been truly frightening," Feng Yu read emotionlessly.