You never knew how much effort your opponent had put into making an impression.
Fu Qian knew his body was already at its limit. He might not even be able to stand up and walk.
But as he'd said before—Jane didn't know that.
Seeing her life-or-death guess treated so casually, Jane seemed overcome by a deep sorrow.
The emotion was so intense that even her trembling miraculously began to subside.
At that moment, nothing external mattered—not even a mystery she couldn't understand.
Heads or tails...
"Can I just confirm one thing... which side is heads? The side with the face?"
Even now, her will to survive seemed to have sharpened her mind a little. Jane had thought of a way to avoid a tiny chance of a trap, and asked Fu Qian softly.
"No."
Incredibly, he refused her again.
Fu Qian shook his head, his tone gentle.
"I'll tell you after you make your guess."
This could hardly even be called a gamble. The outcome was entirely in his hands. It was more like a cat toying with a mouse.
"There's no way I can win like this... The outcome will be completely up to you!"
Jane's eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed she'd only now realized just how vile he was.
"So you want to win?"
Fu Qian really did give her a cat-toying-with-a-mouse smile.
Winning meant going to join Mr. Hack...
"No, I don't want to win... I want to keep working."
Jane suddenly realized what the two outcomes meant and shook her head instinctively.
"Good. Remember your choice. I hope you guess wrong."
Satisfied with her reaction, Fu Qian gestured for her to continue.
"But you could easily make it so I guess right either way."
Even with her life at stake, Jane still refused to