At Fu Qian's threat, a voice actually came from right in front of him.
At the same time, the Reflection in the glass suddenly changed.
As if relaxing all at once, it stopped mimicking Fu Qian's movements and naturally found a spot to sit down, smiling.
"Hello, young man."
Though it wore Fu Qian's face, the voice was low and slow, like someone reciting poetry.
"Hello."
Fu Qian greeted it politely.
"Please don't act rashly. I mean you no harm."
"That's not very convincing."
Fu Qian glanced toward the door.
"About what just happened—are you going to tell me I imagined it?"
"To start with, I'll admit that one. I did it."
The Reflection in the Magic Mirror smiled mysteriously, directly admitting that it had been responsible for what just happened.
"But believe me, it was for your own good."
"Things aren't always what they seem. This place is far more dangerous than it looks, even more dangerous than what you just saw... so you'd be better off staying inside."
"So I should thank you, then?"
Fu Qian said with a humorless smile.
"I know this is hard to believe, and I didn't expect you to trust me completely—"
"That's fine. You have five minutes to try."
Fu Qian cut it off, tapping his fingers against the nearby table.
"Before I take action."
The one in the mirror clearly hadn't expected to be put on the spot like this. It fell silent for a while before speaking again.
"You're special... but even if you do what you just threatened to do, you won't be able to hurt me."
"That's fine. That was only one of the things I could do. Just a friendly reminder: you have four and a half minutes left."
"In layman's terms, you can call