This old projector was a supernatural item that predicted people's deaths.
As incredible as it sounds, whether the death scenes that it portrayed were the result of a curse from the projector or genuinely premonitory was unknown.
Yang Jian observed the man named Yamazaki with a hint of interest. He wanted to see what kind of death this fellow would meet and whether the mysterious projector was really as effective as rumored.
"Haha, a death scene for Yamazaki? Interesting, now you've piqued my curiosity too."
"Don't embarrass yourself in front of Mister Yang."
"Hopefully, Yamazaki, you won't die too horribly."
The other core members of the Exorcism Club laughed, some out of curiosity and others sarcastically.
President Mishima wore a smile, tacitly allowing all this to happen. To him, it was a great show. The supernatural item had been tested and posed no risk, or else he wouldn't dare to use it so casually.
But Yang Jian's guard remained unaltered.
