As the two began their verbal battle, their teammates joined in, creating a chaotic atmosphere. Jiang Ran knew that the group wouldn't reach a conclusion anytime soon, so he turned to the two people behind him and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Ran always felt that this game was not so simple, so he would never act rashly, and he would never attack his own compatriots before he had a complete understanding of the rules.

The three of them quickly moved away from the starting point and entered the forest. While Jiang Ran was still thinking about what to do first, Jiang Yaoyao didn't seem as nervous as the others. She even tugged at his sleeve.

"With Brother Jiang here, we'll definitely be able to figure out who the wolf is very quickly!"

Jiang Ran smiled helplessly. Of course he knew. How could he not know?

"No need to guess anymore." Qi Long turned around and slowly said to the two of them, "My identity is that of a wolf."

"ah?"

Qi Long's words left the two of them completely bewildered, especially Jiang Ran. The host standing on the stone platform must be right, so there was absolutely no problem with the number of wolves and sheep. If Jiang Ran was a wolf, then why did Qi Long say that he was a wolf?

What are his plans?

“Listen to me, you two. Your talent levels are both higher than mine, so if one of the three of us has to be sacrificed, I would be honored to be that person.”

"Drawing this identity is both lucky and unlucky for me. You two just need to wait for the results. Don't attack anyone else to avoid breaking the rules. I will try my best to kill those ghost story masters from hostile countries."

"The moment I die, you will have won."

After saying this, Qi Long didn't want to explain anything further and left the group on his own.

Jiang Ran then realized a problem: he seemed to know nothing about his two teammates. Qi Long was clearly not a wolf, but he claimed to be one. Who was he plotting against?

Did he see something?

Qi Long walked alone in the forest with his hands in his pockets. His face was somewhat gloomy, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

He soon discovered a stone table with a stone chair on each side. Was this the gambling table?

A betting table requires two people to play. Just as Qi Long was about to leave, he saw a figure walking over from the other side.

"From the Dragon Kingdom?"

The visitor was Kawaishisuke from the Land of Cherry Blossoms, and his appearance here proved that the farce at the starting point was over.

"How about giving it a try?"

Kawashiro stroked the stone table: "A red flower is like a life. Want to give it a try? Maybe you can get a red flower."

To prevent Qi Long from not understanding Japanese, he also spoke in Chinese.

"Where are your teammates? Did they abandon you because you're too stupid?"

"What you said really hurt me. They also have their own things to do."

During the conversation, Kawashisuke had already sat down on a stone chair on one side: "I'll sit here. If you dare to play, sit on the other side. If you don't dare, please don't block the way. Others want to play too."

As he expected, Qi Long sat down the next moment.

“I really should come and see what the rules are for this so-called betting table.”

As the stone chairs where the two sat emitted a pale blue light, a phantom image of a wolf's head appeared in the center of the stone table, explaining the rules of the game to them.

“My game is called ‘Liar.’ First, the gentleman sitting on the right will say something, and then the gentleman sitting on the left will guess whether he is lying.”

"If this gentleman guesses wrong, then the other gentleman will receive a red flower and can choose whether or not to make this gentleman lose a red flower."

"Conversely, if the gentleman guesses correctly, the reward will be switched."

The rule is very simple: Kawaishisuke sits on the right, so Qilong is the guesser.

"If you want to start the game, please place your hand on the stone table. What you say next will then be considered part of the game."

“Listen, you guys from the Dragon Kingdom.” Kawashiro didn’t place his hands on the stone table, which meant that what he was saying wouldn’t be recorded in the game. “I will tell the truth from now on, so please guess that as well.”

"Oh? What good will that do you?"

“It’s very simple!” Kawashiro gave a knowing smile, then opened his arms wide. “Didn’t you realize that this so-called betting table is a huge bug?”

"The winner earns a red flower, while the loser loses a red flower at the winner's discretion. There are no restrictions on this betting table, meaning we can take turns being the winner until we have accumulated a full red flower!"

Qi Long did not respond to him.

"Alright, I will still tell the truth. You can choose whatever you want. If you insist on giving me a red flower for lying, I naturally have no objection."

Kawashiro placed his right hand on the stone table.

"My name is Kawashiro, I am from Japan, male, and my profession is a ghost story teller."

Having said that, he raised his right hand to indicate that he had finished speaking.

Qi Long frowned, a rare sight for him.

Kawaishi gave a straightforward self-introduction, and Qi Long couldn't find any fault with it; no matter how you looked at it, it was correct!

“I have shown enough sincerity.” Kawashiro rested his chin on his hands. “Although we have never gotten along, we are both sheep now, so we can be considered half teammates. I just don’t want to die.”

"So I will do everything I can to cover my face with red flowers, that's all."

The wolf-headed phantom's voice appeared again: "Please make your choice, sir on the left. You have ten seconds."

Qi Long tapped the table with his index finger, closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, until the ten-second limit was about to expire before slowly speaking: "He lied."

"What?!" Kawashiro slammed his fist on the table in a rage. "Are you an idiot? I've already made myself perfectly clear, and you still insist on giving me a red flower? Fine, fine, since you don't believe me, then I'll accept this red flower!"

The wolf-headed phantom continued, "Are you sure about your choice?"

"I'm sure." Qi Long opened his eyes, his gaze, which seemed to penetrate everything, fixed on Kawai Shijie. "You're lying."

"Game over, the gentleman on the left wins."

As soon as the wolf-head phantom finished speaking, another red flower appeared on Qi Long's life tablet!

"How is this possible..." Kawashiro felt weak all over. How did the other party see through such an ingenious trick?

Kawashiro was just his pseudonym, not his real name, so when he said, "My name is Kawashiro," he was already lying.

Because he had used this name for so long, his micro-expression didn't change at all when he uttered it. Even his colleagues didn't know this. How did the man in front of him guess it?!