"That..." said Lior. Smiling, he leaned against the wall of the building behind him. And ahead, a trembling, horrified crowd continued to form. "What exactly is that supposed to mean? Hmm, it might have worked... I think, hours—or rather, days ago. But now the betting period is over. Tsk!"
"Not even for the food?" asked Yang Kai, smiling. On his face was a smile, but in his chest, his heart was apprehensive.
Lior's laughter faded.
"Of course it would have been your idea... Seriously, it was such a short time, but you really didn’t understand a thing during the time you were with us."
"...And what else do you think is the reason I did that?"
"A futile attempt, I believe. But... I'll give you a chance anyway. Try to persuade him to help you," he said, pointing at Hye, who stood silently at his side. "If he says yes, Alyia—and even less Teodoro—won’t complain."