819 Illusion?

Shang Jianyao had just run a few steps toward the lit café in the fog when he stopped.

"What's wrong?" Genava braked at will.

Shang Jianyao looked at the two figures reflected in the café window and said under his breath, "I can't sense their human consciousness. I can already see them, but I still can't sense their human consciousness. Therefore, when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains must be the truth, regardless of the ludicrosity.

"They are ghosts…"

Genava replied objectively, "In such an environment, it's not too dangerous if they are only ghosts."

"Are you looking down on ghosts?" Shang Jianyao was in disagreement. "Although Little Red always talks tough, he's actually very afraid!"

"I mean that ghosts are relatively harmless compared to other situations. At the very least, they are definitely weaker than a Kalendaria's body of descent." Genava fully expressed his opinion.