Because of Bai Zhi's final, utterly sarcastic remark, the entire Riddle Room fell silent for a moment.
"Guest, you seem to look down on my riddles?"
The Doll stopped fawning over him and flew back to its seat. Its half-missing plastic eye clearly radiated a sinister chill.
"This is only the first riddle. Don't underestimate this place. Nearly two hundred people are waiting for you to join them inside the Collection Cabinet behind me..."
"Was I wrong? I thought it would be some difficult question, but it turned out to be something like a brain teaser... Looks like I overestimated you after all."
Bai Zhi frowned as he swallowed the Chocolate in his mouth, his face full of disdain.
"Tut, tut, tut. A Doll is still just a Doll. What a blockhead—rotten wood that can't be carved..."
"Guest, rest assured. When I make your doll later, I'll deliberately hammer in a few extra nails. You will be locked in the Collection Cabinet forever, tasting pain that is almost eternal."
As if Bai Zhi's words had struck a sore spot, the Doll's voice abruptly became shrill.
"Once the Game begins, it must end with one side winning or losing. You have nowhere left to run!!"
"Run?"
Bai Zhi gave an unprovoked snort of laughter and spoke lazily.
"The answer to the riddle you gave earlier is simple. The dead man really did drown, except the place where he drowned was once a lake or sea. After ages of changes, that place became a desert. Right?"
"Correct, Guest. Your turn to ask a question."
The Doll clapped its two tiny hands together in front of itself, its tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Don't forget, a draw counts as my victory. And since you worked so hard to provoke me earlier, let me tell