How much inner turmoil lay between the scenes behind the curtain and the ones onstage?
The meaning behind such an eye-catching display was self-evident.
Unlike the earlier ones, which had been discreetly tucked away in corners, this one had clearly been placed there for him to find.
So no matter how he looked at it, the only phrase that seemed to fit was "an escalation of tensions."
So not only had someone really been waiting for him at the interview site, just as he'd expected, but they'd come out swinging right from the start?
Marveling at the wonders of the world, Fu Qian was just as keenly aware of how delicate the situation was.
When an opponent chose to strike openly instead of scheming in the shadows, it often meant their move was difficult to counter.
After all, the reason people acted in secret was probably that, once discovered, their actions could be dealt with fairly easily.
In this case, how was he supposed to handle a thing hanging there that wouldn't sell even if it were free?
Should he show no reaction and walk right in?
It might look calm and composed, but it would be an unmistakable sign of guilt.
They'd shoved something this conspicuous right in his face. Acting that way would be practically admitting that he knew it was unusual and wanted to pretend otherwise.
Should he show no reaction, then walk past without going in?
Then wouldn't he have to explain why he'd been so single-minded on the way here, and what had brought him all this way?
Not to mention that he'd introduced himself as Ariel right from the start, using such a famous name.
Should he react, pick it up out of curiosity, then treat it like an ordinary ugly rag doll?
That