"You can think of me as a passerby," Xu Huo raised his hand, and two chairs appeared in the basement. He sat down first, gesturing for the masked player to sit as well.
The masked player already had one hand on the floor. Hearing this, he rushed upward, his body following the motion, but the next second he reappeared in the basement.
He emerged from the wall near the stairs, facing Xu Huo directly. After a moment of silence upon making eye contact, he said, "I can't leave, can I?"
Xu Huo nodded slightly, pointing once more to the chair opposite him.
The masked player took two slow steps forward and sat down.
"First, let me state, I have no ill intentions," Xu Huo said. "As long as you hold the tickets, I won't take your life."
This was a reminder to the masked player that he held the initiative.
The masked player remained silent. His body language showed no change, and with his face covered, his emotional state was not discernible at the moment.
