The suddenly appearing Mr. Liou remained kind and amiable, yet his voice sounded like a deathly chant to You Su.
You Su felt a profound silence around him, with only the sound of his heartbeat echoing intensely. It was just like the first time he met Mr. Ling, as a strong sense of unease surged into his heart.
Too many coincidences were sickening, like resin forcing together the pieces of a shattered mirror that couldn't fit.
The citizens held enormous respect for Mr. Liou, who had been dutiful for sixty years. His image of a benevolent elder was deeply ingrained in their hearts; no one would suspect a kind-hearted old man nearing the autumn of his life.
But You Su was different. Being blind, he lacked a sense of security and only unconditionally trusted those around him, harboring suspicion towards others.
Even though Mr. Liou's actions could all be reasonably explained, You Su just felt uneasy.
