Hammered in Stone!

At the sound of that voice, everyone turned to look in unison.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a traditional Chinese tunic. He was somewhat portly, with a round, bulging belly that even prevented him from fastening the buttons of his tunic.

He had tiny, beady eyes and a walrus mustache. As he walked forward, he unconsciously swayed his body from side to side, his eyes narrowed and gleaming sharply.

His voice was somewhat shrill. If one had to describe the impression he gave, he seemed like nothing less than a devious merchant.

Old Du Liu sized the man up, stroking his beard. He didn't seem like someone who would act impulsively. He was probably no simple character. Smiling, Old Du Liu said, "This portly brother, do you doubt the identity of young Siba Jungler?"

The portly middle-aged man in the traditional tunic said, "Heh heh. No merchant is honest, and the same goes for this game. If I said I had no doubts, wouldn't I just be pretending not to understand something I clearly do?"

"My name is Boss Qian. I'm forty-five years old. Just as my name suggests, I run a small business and own a few shops."

"First of all, let me make this clear: I didn't receive the Hunter Card. What I received was just an ordinary Villager Card."

"So, if we want to win, we'll still have to rely on those powerful god cards to step forward and lead the team."

As Boss Qian spoke, the people around them didn't quite understand why he had stepped forward to challenge the gloomy young man who seemed unfriendly and was most likely the Hunter.

But no one minded the commotion. They watched with great interest.

Yimo studied Boss Qian, considering his motive for stepping forward.

He had stepped forward at this time.

There was no benefit to it.

Unless...

Yimo frowned slightly. In truth, because of his poker face, he hadn't actually managed to frown. With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, he said, "Oh? Do you have a way to confirm whether I'm the Hunter?"

At that, Boss Qian put one hand behind his back and produced a brass-colored card out of thin air with the other. Then he looked at everyone and said, "Little brother, I've been rather lucky. I received a game card that can just happen to confirm your identity."

"As a good person, I also want to do my part for the good people."

Boss Qian narrowed his eyes and sized up Yimo, seemingly trying to tear through his disguise and find a flaw in his expression.

But after looking for quite some time, he was stunned.

Good heavens!

This kid was no simple character. Even after being pressed this far, he hadn't shown the slightest change in expression!

Boss Qian couldn't help but put away his contempt for Yimo.

Old Du Liu walked over to the table where Yiluo was sitting and pulled over a chair before sitting down. Then he said, "Oh dear, I'm getting old. Standing all the time is tiring."

"Please be considerate of this old man, everyone~"

"Brother Qian, everyone knows that the card drawn at the start can be taken out and its restrictions removed so that everyone can see its specific function."

"Since you got such a good card, don't keep us in suspense."

"Show it to everyone quickly. Let everyone confirm this Siba Jungler fellow's identity and prove his innocence. Then we can first investigate how to deal with this place, right?"

At that, Boss Qian nodded. "Brother Du is absolutely right. In that case, I won't keep you in suspense!"

As Boss Qian spoke, he turned the brass game card around. It was completely blank, and its contents couldn't be seen.

But after Boss Qian selected the option to reveal the game card's information in the system, the card's function finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

"My card isn't anything impressive. It's just an R Card. It's a one-time-use effect that can determine whether a player's words are true or false."

"Heh... Although it's useless most of the time, it seems incredibly powerful in this game!"

"I wonder, Brother Siba Jungler, do you dare to come forward and face the test?"

Several people crowded around and looked at the card in Boss Qian's hand. It was indeed as he had described. They immediately followed Boss Qian's gaze and looked toward Yimo.

Yimo thought,

Given how shrewd that man looked, he absolutely wasn't the sort to waste a game card casually.

Verifying my identity now is far more valuable than waiting two days until some people have died.

Using it to verify someone else's identity and determine whether they're good or evil among the few remaining players would yield far less!

Although Yimo was a little flustered, his expression remained unchanged. He suddenly stood up and said with a sinister laugh, "Heh..."

"That's for the best. It will also save me from dealing with all of you harboring ulterior motives and refusing to accept me!"

Boss Qian nodded. "Then say it. 'I'm not a Werewolf. I received a Hunter Card.'"

"Of course, brother, say it word for word and don't mumble. Otherwise, don't blame everyone for mistakenly accusing you of being a Werewolf!"

A trace of mockery colored Boss Qian's voice, as though he were the one in control of the game.

As he spoke, he walked to within five meters of Yimo and studied him with a beaming smile.

Yimo nodded. "Hmph. Although I have no obligation to listen to you..."

"But... since you're willing to waste your own game card to confirm my identity, I, Siba Jungler, am not the sort of person who refuses to reason!"

After speaking, Yimo stared expressionlessly at Boss Qian. "I, Siba Jungler, am not... a Werewolf... I received... a Hunter Card!"

His voice was deep and hoarse, but every word was clear enough for everyone to hear!

Just moments ago, Yimo had already seen Boss Qian's card clearly.

It said that the cardholder could determine once whether the other party was lying.

In other words, only Boss Qian himself knew whether Yimo's words were true or false.

No one else could know.

So if Boss Qian lied and said something unfavorable to him, Yimo could accuse him of lying!

He could say that Boss Qian was the real Werewolf!

Although it was uncertain whom everyone would believe, with the Hunter Card's ability to kill someone, he was confident he could win over most of the people present.

Besides, wasn't there still his girlfriend?

Yimo glanced at Dieyu, who was watching the show with a grin nearby.

Dieyu blinked at him, radiating charm.

As for the identity Yiluo had received—

Well, it really wasn't the Hunter Card!

But why should he feel guilty?

As a liar and a con artist, no one was better at disguising themselves and deceiving others than he was!

At that, Boss Qian's expression darkened. He turned to look at the people around him, shook his head, and distanced himself from Yimo.

Seeing Boss Qian like that, everyone immediately looked at Yimo with suspicion in their eyes.

Before anyone else could speak, the blond Supreme One, who had been frightened by Yimo earlier, jumped out first and loudly berated Yimo. "Damn, you're a Werewolf!"

"My observation was indeed correct. You're still trying to scare people here!"

"We'll put you on trial today!"

Supreme One thought he was on a roll again and jumped out.

Old Du Liu, the oldest of them all, shook his head. "Young man, today we're only choosing the village chief. Tomorrow is when we'll vote to find a Werewolf and eliminate them."

"Besides, there's also a Wolf King in the Werewolf faction. It can kill someone when it dies."

At Old Du Liu's words, Supreme One, who had been about to continue cursing, hurriedly shut his mouth. After thinking it over, he added, "Ha... haha..."

"I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere. Please, carry on..."

Yes, Supreme One wore a bitter expression, looking as if he were about to cry. He found a sparsely populated spot, crouched down with his back to everyone, and seemed unwilling to look at their mocking faces.

Sigh...

What a miserable sight.

Old Du Liu saw that something was off about Boss Qian's attitude and asked, "Brother Qian, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us the result?"

Finally, under Yimo's unwavering stare—and with everyone except Supreme One also staring at him—

Boss Qian clapped both hands together with a mournful expression and mocked himself. "Oh dear, it really seems that this village chief position belongs to Brother Siba Jungler."

"He's the Hunter. I wasted the most important game card. As a merchant, that was an unprofitable investment. My heart aches!"