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Zhang Yan looked apologetically at the envoys in front of him and nodded slightly, signaling them to continue.
The envoys were all too aware that the only thing keeping them united was that insignificant glimmer of hope. If they continued to discuss without identifying the true culprit, more and more people would waver in their beliefs and feel disappointed in them.
"Honestly, just vote for whoever you think looks like the culprit," Li Jianping said, crossing his arms and appearing somewhat irritated.
Shen Jianghuan shook his head repeatedly, disagreeing. "No, that's too blind! It's baseless; how can we vote randomly?"
"Then who do you suggest we vote for?" Li Jianping replied impatiently.
Everyone fell silent.
Tan Ming spoke slowly, "Everyone, let's calm down and not rush. Just because the culprit hasn't revealed themselves yet doesn't mean they can hide forever."
Master Ban sighed helplessly.
Fan Xiaonan was the first to turn and leave. "Staying here won't lead to any results anyway. I need to go cook."
Li Jianping glanced at his watch and said, "I’ll go too."
Tan Ming responded, "Make sure to prepare more."
"Huh?" Li Jianping raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
Their supplies were running low; how could they afford to make more?
No one knew how long they would survive. If there was food, they should eat well for another day—at least they wouldn't starve when they died.
Moreover, Tan Ming glanced at Yan Qing to ensure no one received special treatment that would upset others.
"Senior, I didn't mean anything by it," Zhang Liu quickly explained, worried that his earlier comments about Yan Qing had displeased Tan Ming.
"I never said you did," Tan Ming replied as he stood up, casting a glance at Yan Qing before turning to head upstairs.
Yan Qing immediately realized that Tan Ming was inviting him to follow and hurried after him, lowering his voice to ask, "Did I put you in a difficult position?"
"No."
Yan Qing pressed his lips together, feeling uncertain.
There was no reason for Tan Ming to say such things without cause. He cautiously looked around to ensure no one was listening before whispering to Tan Ming, "What if I expose my identity as an envoy?"
According to their previous plan, he would forge an identity as an envoy.
Now is not the right time. Tan Ming disagreed, feeling that suddenly revealing their identities would be too strange and would only raise suspicions among everyone.
Yan Qing wanted to ask when the right time would be.
At that moment, Tan Ming suddenly stopped. They happened to be standing on the landing of a staircase. He turned around, gripping the handrail tightly, and glanced down at the people still discussing matters at a table below. Turning back to Yan Qing, he asked, "Who do you think is more trustworthy, Zhang Liu or Dr. Wang?"
If Zhang Liu's earlier predictions were accurate, then Dr. Wang must be untrustworthy. However, Dr. Wang had passed Jiang Jie's Lie Detector test, which everyone had witnessed. But if Dr. Wang was wronged, then Zhang Liu's claims would undoubtedly be unreliable.
Moreover, if Zhang Liu was indeed trustworthy, why had his previous prediction about the werewolf been contradicted by Tong Chengjie? The game was still ongoing after all. After all, he had confidently told Tan Ming that the werewolf was definitely the culprit.
Now, he had again identified Dr. Wang as the culprit, only to be publicly refuted by Dr. Wang himself. This truly cast doubt on his identity as a Prophet.
Me? Yan Qing pointed at himself in surprise, puzzled as to why Tan Ming would ask him this question.
"Speak your innermost thoughts."
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