The warm morning sun shone into the living room, casting a golden hue all over the floor.
Lu Ban saw the blurry figure seated on the sofa as if it was waiting for him, or perhaps simply lost in a daze.
His greeting received no response, the figure didn't even lift its head.
"So, the ability of True Sight is to see these supernatural things that don't belong to the human world?"
Lu Ban pondered to himself.
"Is this similar to Yin Yang Eyes?"
He knew very well that despite the different environments and varying supernatural abilities of the Silent Lands, there was one unchanging principle: the more you knew, the easier it was to fall into madness, to lose your sanity.
For instance, Lu Ban was originally a pure and good-natured youth. Under normal circumstances, he would never have seen eyeballs in the sewer, dead people in mirrors, or the blurry figure now sitting beside the sofa.
