"Actually, I'm afraid of an illusory True Ghost. Dad's fake ghost can't scare me at all. What I saw on the West Side today should be a True Ghost …" Mu Nan shrank his neck and continued, resting his head on a soft pillow.

"Now that this has happened again, I look down on myself. I shouldn't be so weak."

"My dad thought I wasn't afraid of ghosts anymore. I'm really sorry for him. If time can come again, I'd rather be frightened to death by ghosts than look at him ...