I nodded.
Seeing so many people still watching me, I continued,
"Sir, get some rest. Lie down for a while.
Go to the hospital for a checkup later. You'll be fine."
"Thank you, thank you, young man!
What's your name? You don't sound like you're from around here."
"Yeah! I'm here sightseeing."
With that, I stood up without telling him my name.
The people nearby all praised me for doing a good job.
I waved to them, then used the bathroom as an excuse and headed in that direction.
Before long, I had left the crowd.
As I walked toward the restroom, I didn't notice anything unusual.
If some demon or evil spirit was at work, I hadn't sensed the slightest trace of demonic aura.
When I had dealt with demons and evil spirits before, their demonic aura had spread everywhere and could be felt from far away.
And demons carried a strange odor, their presence extremely strong.
If that old man had been harmed by a demon nearby, there was no way I should have sensed nothing at all.
There was only one explanation: this thing could conceal and control its own demonic aura very well.
Was it a powerful demon?
Thinking that, I continued forward.
Before long, I saw the restroom.
A lone light stood there, and the air was thick with the smell of paint.
This entire rear section of the park had been newly built.
I kept walking. Just as I was about to reach the restroom, a middle-aged man in black suddenly emerged from the men's room.
The moment he appeared, I sensed something unusual. His footsteps made no sound.
And after walking out of the restroom, he simply stood in front of it without moving.
He raised his head slightly and looked at me