Hahaha...
As Fu Qian voiced his subjective judgment, the Mask's expression became a sight to behold. After putting his facial muscles through their paces, he threw his head back and laughed.
"Just as I thought... You're the only one. You're the only person worthy of working with me."
"Too bad you arrived too late."
"Arriving earlier wouldn't have helped. Even if I'd agreed to establish this kind of secret partnership, would you really have trusted me?"
The Mask's sigh was full of emotion, but Fu Qian didn't hesitate to pour cold water on him.
"True. Intelligence and trustworthiness are often opposites."
The Mask finally stopped laughing and gave a slight nod, agreeing with Fu Qian.
"How did you figure out I had a special arrangement with the Convict?"
"Too obvious. The Convict was the main giveaway, of course. All along the way, you two were undoubtedly playing completely different roles in the team."
Fu Qian shook his head.
"Fundamentally, it was a good idea. Two completely different stances—the leader and the troublemaker—could guide the team's actions almost as effectively as possible."
"At the same time, you could play the comforting one and hand him some important items, maximizing the team's gains."
"The problem was, the Convict's acting was still too poor. On the one hand, he talked too much in situations that didn't call for it. And if you thought about it carefully, you'd realize that while he seemed to argue against you, he was actually helping things move in a direction that benefited you."
"Maybe he realized some of his behavior was inappropriate, because later he even put on an act about being moved by the team spirit and gradually fitting in... We're all adults here. We should understand that some dramatic moments are exaggerated."
"In fact, I think