Han Xuhan distinctly felt that the details didn't add up well enough to support Elder Daheng's theory. But practically speaking, he had no proof to refute it.
If the fog could bypass the mask's protection and invade his mind, then experiencing a hallucination was not out of the question.
But he also remembered the senior sister from the Frost Pill Mountain Peak ascertaining that this mask wasn't such a high-grade apparatus that it would be able to distinguish between its charger and wearer.
Was she wrong?
Naturally, he voiced the suspicion in his heart, relaying to Elder Daheng what she had said.
"Since you have profound knowledge of array formations, Elder, you can tell if this mask has that kind of mechanism or not, right?"
Hearing the question, Elder Daheng's face turned a little stiff. He focused back on the mask and started scratching on the wooden surface without saying anything.
