Could that mean...
Everything this young man said was true!?
The old man abruptly turned his head and looked around.
There were only him and the young man in front of him in this place.
Everyone else was some distance away from them.
The pipa performance just now...
It had sounded exactly the same as every other time he had heard it before...
The sensation of hearing it up close.
It was as if the performer were right beside him.
Unfortunately.
Just like the previous few times, he had been unable to find the performer within the range of his naked eyes...
So...
The old man's gaze fell back onto the young man in front of him.
Was he really, just as this young man had told him before...
Able to hear the pipa but unable to see the person playing it?
The old man felt as though his entire worldview had taken a tremendous blow.
How could this be...
He had actually heard the sound of a pipa without seeing the person playing it...
This young man had actually been right...
How was that possible?
Where had things gone wrong?
How could something so absurd possibly be true?!
The old man took several deep breaths.
He looked at the young man in front of him.
His impression of this young man had changed several times.
At first, he had thought this was a polite child who valued his friendships.
At the time, although he had found the young man's question surprising and puzzling,
he had not thought much of it.
Later, he had wondered whether this young man was someone rather unusual, with wildly imaginative ideas, immersed in a fairy-tale world of his own making.
Now...
All his previous conclusions had been overturned.
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