And yet, Tong Han, who had burst through the door, stopped in her tracks. She heard a painful and aggrieved cry behind her, which sounded not like a man's, but more like that of a wronged woman.
"Why are you crying?" Tong Han asked, her voice pitched through the door. She still hoped to learn more clues from this ghost.
"I had an accident on stage. A heavy object fell from above and injured my right foot, and... and it also crushed my big toe. Do you know what that means for a dancer?" Mr. Hou lamented, slumped to the ground, crying helplessly. "I will never have the opportunity to step on stage again, even performing some complex dance moves is very difficult for me."
"I summoned those female dancers, hoping they could help me, but not one of them... not a single one was willing to! Those ingrates have forgotten that it was I who taught them their dance steps, I who was their mentor!"