ZK translation: I’m looking right through you

[Mike Jing]

P93.16-28   I stopped alongside a robust man seated in his carrel. He wore
a knit shirt and resembled a fellow on a golf course plunked down in his
cart. I stood in front of him and asked how he was feeling.
       He said, “Who are you?”
       I told him I was a visitor eager to be educated. I said he looked
pretty healthy. I said I was curious about the time he’d spent here and how
much longer it would be before he was taken wherever they would take him.
       He said, “Who are you?”
       I said, “Don’t you feel the chill, the damp air, the tight space?”
       He said, “I’m looking right through you.”

What does he mean by "I’m looking right through you"?
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