"Funny coincidence: on the first night, I checked player 8, Xuan Shuhui, and she had a good role. On the second night, I checked player 1... yes, the one who claimed to be the Seer yesterday. He was a Werewolf."
After finishing, Xi Shu looked around at everyone, his expression somewhat helpless.
He knew perfectly well that, as the second person to make this claim, he would have very little credibility in everyone else's eyes. But he could only tell them the truth.
Xi Shu gazed steadily at Che Quan, his eyes earnest. He knew Che Quan held the most sway among everyone here. As long as he could convince player 2, Che Quan, the whole group would believe him.
But Che Quan merely glanced at him before looking away.
There was no telling whether he believed him or not.
Xi Shu began to feel uneasy.
His gaze instinctively followed Che Quan.
Suddenly, a pain shot through his eyes, as though a fine needle had stabbed them. Xi Shu hurriedly closed his eyes, and the pain vanished at once.
Huh?
He couldn't help finding it strange.
When he looked at Che Quan again, that familiar stabbing pain returned, even worse than before. It hurt so much that Xi Shu no longer dared look at him, leaving him utterly baffled.
W-what was going on...?
Che Quan was now looking at Cheng Yangze, his gaze cool yet oppressive, as though probing him.
"If what player 5, the Seer, said is true, and player 8, Xuan Shuhui, has a good role, then you-"
Cheng Yangze hurriedly raised his hand, looking close to tears and terrified that Che Quan wouldn't believe him. "I'm good too! I'm the real Witch! Believe me, boss!"
Che Quan pressed his lips together and gave a quiet "Mm."
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