There was no doubt that the skinny man's way of thinking was the root of it all. In a roundabout way, he had given Qi Bai a huge advantage, letting Qi Bai catch him and kill him.
I was completely at a loss for words, so I said nothing.
Gu Mo gave the skinny man a disdainful sidelong glance. "You're quite something. Who would've thought you were such a sentimental, artsy young man?"
The skinny man flushed bright red. A moment later, his face darkened. "I never thought it would turn out this way either. When you're alive, there are always things you regret and wish you could do over!"
"Childish." Gu Mo tossed out the word and went back to his game.
"What about the hourglass?" Wu Ling asked.
The skinny man knew nothing about it.
I told him what had happened after he died.
Greenleaf had intervened and broken the hourglass's hold.
That was what I had thought.
Wu Ling had a different opinion. "So you're saying that after Mr. Tan died, the power he'd attached to objects disappeared?"
I froze. I'd never considered that possibility before.
But thinking it over, Wu Ling's theory made more sense than mine.
At that moment, I had actually managed to catch the skinny man.
He might have been in the process of dying and turning into a ghost. The brief interval between the two could have caused the hourglass to stop working.
I'd caught him, but the shock of his death had left me unable to react.
Luckily, Greenleaf had shown up and kicked me back to my senses.
I was grateful, and broke out in a cold sweat.
If Greenleaf hadn't come, I would've kept thinking about the side effects and the illusions. I might have been trapped there for