"A primordial tale has been born," Li Huazhao mused, deciding that he felt morally obligated to warn the adventurer. "A tale on the mental level, triggered by just a suspicion of things around you."
"Really?" The adventurer thought for a moment, his look startled as if he was going through his own pages. Upon finding something, he broke out in a confident smile, "In that case, there really shouldn't be anything to worry about."
"Hmm?" Li Huazhao was puzzled by the adventurer's sudden self-assurance. He wasn't sure about what had happened.
"No big deal, I have some abilities against mental-suggestive tales. Most likely, it won't influence me," continued the Adventurer. He then pointed to the path leading to the funeral parlor, "I used to be wary of approaching the funeral parlor, but not anymore. Now, these are exactly my specialty."
"Fair enough, follow me." Li Huazhao did not ask further and began to lead him toward the funeral parlor.
