The first thing Han Xuhan did after getting out of the grove was to run straight for Elder Daheng's mansion. In the dissipating fog, running uphill wasn't easy. But he still ran faster than he had ever run in his life.
He was so scared that he didn't even dare to look back. The fear only subsided once he managed to burst through the entrance of the mansion, making a ruckus that attracted every servant working there.
Elder Daheng was, as usual, sleeping soundly in his bedroom, having given the servants an order to turn away whoever came to visit. But seeing Han Xuhan's distraught countenance, they got the hint that refusing him wasn't an option.
Eventually, a bleary-eyed Elder Daheng came downstairs and plopped down on a recliner, waving at Han Xuhan to speak. By this time, Han Xuhan had calmed down and gathered his thoughts. He opened the conversation from an indirect angle.
"Elder, are there ghosts in this world in this world?"
