People who had spent a long time dealing with ghosts and dark arts all picked up a similar aura. Even when they simply stood among a crowd, they seemed out of place.
In the daylight, under the sun, that aura could at least be concealed to some extent. Once the light disappeared, they had nowhere to hide.
According to this instance's worldview, it was like the saying, "Those who are near vermilion turn red, and those near ink turn black." Those who spent time around ghosts would become less and less human.
The same concept was easier to understand when translated into the deduction system. Wasn't this mutation caused by an excessively high Personality Assimilation Degree?
Looking at the gaunt man's darting eyes and mouth, which gaped wider than an ordinary person's, Yu Xing thought that the mutation had already affected his appearance. He couldn't be far from turning into a monster altogether.
He wondered if the Witch Doctor he had encountered in the Nanshui Town instance were here, would her eyes—which could see the time of a person's death—be able to tell how many days this fellow had left to live?
Standing face-to-face with the man, he glanced at his red cloth shoes.
Those shoes again. No matter the surroundings, they always stood out the most, impossible to look away from.
Could they be standard attire for Master of Ten Thousand's people? Anyone who dared not wear them would be like a student who showed up without a uniform, dragged out and docked points by a disciplinary officer or the Dean of Students...
After a string of random thoughts, Yu Xing rubbed his ears, which had started itching from the clanging and drumming. He ignored the man's awkwardness over what to call him, tilted his head, and asked, "Those