After snapping out of his daze, the man in black looked down at his legs. All he saw in the thick darkness of the night were a pair of bright, round eyes emitting a faint glow.
Xiao Hei, being all black, was well-hidden in the night; the man in black only noticed a pair of glossy, black eyes.
"Ah—ghost! A ghost!"
A scream rang out, startling his companions who were surreptitiously rummaging around, causing them to quickly sidestep and rush over.
"What's the matter with you? Screaming like that? Tired of living!" The leader of the men in black slapped the man's head fiercely, speaking with a fierce and malevolent tone.
The man who was tragically frightened by Xiao Hei trembled as he pointed at the ground, then horrifically said to his companions, "There, there's a ghost! There are eyes on the ground!"
