At the rest camp's broadcast hall entrance, Tang Qing paused slightly, adjusted his collar with a raised hand, and then picked up the book again at a perfectly straight angle. After making sure his entire body was sufficiently symmetrical, he was about to step forward to meet "teammates" for the first time.
"That's just a disguise."
Suddenly, a cold voice from the man behind made it clear that X had already rebounded.
Tang Qing, without turning his head and motionless, responded, "Continue."
"From the beginning, you've been overly emphasizing this paper book, making it feel like there is something inside."
The sound of footsteps came from behind, growing closer.
"But actually, there's nothing in it, just a decoy to attract attention. The real treasure..."
The footsteps stopped abruptly, and the man whispered near her ear:
"Is here."
"..." Tang Qing quickly stepped to the side, while tightly grabbing her right braid and giving X a slightly widened-eyed look.