Stone Hammered!

As that voice spoke, everyone looked over in unison.

It was a middle-aged man in a Tang suit, a bit portly, with a round, bulging belly that prevented him from even buttoning his suit.

He had beady eyes and a handlebar mustache. As he walked forward, he swayed his body subconsciously, his eyes narrowed, revealing a glint of shrewdness.

His voice was a bit shrill. If one had to describe him, he gave the impression of a downright unscrupulous merchant.

Old Du Liu sized up the man, stroked his beard, and felt that he didn't seem like someone who would act impulsively. He must be quite something. He chuckled, "My dear portly friend, do you have doubts about young Siba Jungler's identity?"

The portly middle-aged man in the Tang suit replied, "Heh heh, no business is without its trickery, and this game is no different. If I didn't question it, wouldn't I be pretending to be ignorant when I know better?"

"My name is Boss Qian. I'm 45 years old. As my name suggests, I run a small business and own a few shops."

"First of all, I didn't get a Hunter Card. I received a regular civilian card."

"So, if we want to win, we still have to rely on the capable divine cards to lead the team."

As Boss Qian spoke, the people around him didn't quite understand why he had stepped forward to confront the gloomy young man who looked rather unfriendly and was likely a hunter.

However, no one found it bothersome; they watched the unfolding drama with great interest.

Yimo sized up Boss Qian, pondering his motive for coming forward.

Stepping out at this moment...

Offered no benefit.

Unless...

Yimo frowned slightly, though his expression didn't change due to his poker face. He gave a fake smile and said, "Oh? Do you have a way to confirm if I'm a hunter?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Qian put one hand behind his back and conjured a brass-colored card out of thin air with the other. He then addressed everyone, "My dear young friend, I was fortunate enough to obtain a game card that can precisely determine your identity."

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

Boss Qian narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Yimo as if trying to break through his disguise and find a flaw in his expression.

But after a long look, he was astonished.

Good heavens!

This kid is no simple fellow. To be spoken to like this and show no change in expression!

He couldn't help but discard his condescending attitude towards Yimo.

Old Du Liu walked over to the table where Yimo was sitting, pulled up a chair, and sat down. "Oh my, I'm getting old. Standing for too long makes me tired."

"Please bear with this old man, everyone~"

"Brother Qian, as everyone knows, the cards drawn at the start can be revealed and their restrictions lifted, allowing everyone to see their specific functions."

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

"Hurry up and show everyone, let them confirm young Siba Jungler's identity. Once he's verified, we can start studying this place, right?"

Boss Qian nodded upon hearing this. "Brother Du speaks the truth. Then I shall not keep you waiting!"

As Boss Qian spoke, he turned the brass game card around. It was blank, with no visible content.

However, as Boss Qian selected to publicly display the game card information within the system, the card's function finally appeared in everyone's sight.

"This card of mine isn't particularly powerful. You can consider it an R card with a one-time effect. It can distinguish whether a player's words are true or false."

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

"I wonder if brother Siba Jungler dares to come forward and confront me?"

Several people leaned in and looked at the card in Boss Qian's hand. It was indeed as Boss Qian had described. Instantly, following Boss Qian's gaze, they all turned to look at Yimo.

Yimo thought.

That shrewd look opposite me definitely wouldn't be someone who would casually waste a game card.

Verifying my identity at this moment would be far more beneficial than waiting a couple of days, letting some people die, and then verifying someone's identity among the remaining few to determine if they are good or bad. The profit would be much lower!

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

"This is for the best. It saves everyone who might have ill intentions or be unconvinced by me!"

Boss Qian nodded. "Then please speak. I am not a werewolf. I have obtained a Hunter Card."

"Of course, my friend, speak every word clearly, don't be vague, or don't blame everyone for mistaking you for a werewolf!"

Boss Qian's tone carried a hint of mockery, as if he were the one controlling the game.

He walked to within five meters of Yimo, smiling and scrutinizing him.

Yimo nodded. "Hmph, hmph. Although I have no obligation to obey you."

"However... since you are willing to waste your game card to confirm my identity, then I, Siba Jungler, am not an unreasonable person!"

After speaking, Yimo stared at Boss Qian expressionlessly and said, "I, Siba Jungler, am not a werewolf... I have obtained, one, Hunter Card!"

Although his voice was gloomy and hoarse, it was clear, and everyone could hear it!

Yimo had just seen Boss Qian's card clearly.

The card stated that the holder could tell if the other person was lying.

In other words, only Boss Qian himself knew whether what Yimo said was true or false.

No one else could possibly know.

So, if Boss Qian said something disadvantageous to himself, Yimo could accuse him of lying!

And say he was the werewolf!

Although it wasn't certain who everyone would believe, with the capital to kill someone using the Hunter Card, he was confident he could win over most people present.

Besides, wasn't there still a girlfriend?

Yimo glanced at Dieyu, who was watching the unfolding events with a smile from the side.

Dieyu also winked at him, full of charm.

As for what identity Yimo had obtained.

Well, it really wasn't the Hunter Card!

But he wasn't guilty!

As a liar, a trickster, no one was better at disguise and deception than him!

Upon hearing this, Boss Qian's face darkened. He turned to look at the people around him, shook his head, and distanced himself from Yimo.

Seeing Boss Qian's reaction, the surrounding people immediately looked at Yimo, their eyes filled with suspicion.

Before anyone else could speak, the blonde-haired Supreme One, who had been scared by Yimo earlier, jumped out first and loudly rebuked Yimo, "Damn it, you werewolf!"

"My observation was correct, and you're still trying to scare people here!"

"We're going to judge you today!"

Supreme One thought he was being clever again and jumped out.

The oldest, Old Du Liu, shook his head and said, "Young man, today is just for choosing the village chief. Tomorrow is when we vote to find and eliminate the werewolf."

"Besides, there's also a Wolf King in the werewolf faction who can kill someone when they die."

Following Old Du Liu's words, Supreme One, who had intended to continue his tirade, quickly shut his mouth. After a moment's thought, he added, "Ha... haha..."

"I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere. You guys carry on..."

Sigh... Supreme One wore a distressed expression, looking on the verge of tears. He found a less crowded spot, squatted down with his back to everyone, seemingly unwilling to face their mocking gazes.

Sigh...

How pathetic.

Old Du Liu noticed Boss Qian's unusual attitude and asked, "Brother Qian, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us the result?"

Finally, under Yimo's intense stare, and the stares of everyone except Supreme One, Boss Qian wore a crestfallen face. He clapped his hands together and said with self-mockery, "Oh dear, this village chief position really belongs to Siba Jungler, little brother."

"He's the Hunter. I wasted the most important game card. As a businessman, that's an invalid investment. It pains me!"