'Forget getting off the bed or peeking over the edge. It wouldn't even be easy to hit him just by sticking my gun out—the moment I make a move, Chaisi can just roll under the bed. Worse, if I stick out a hand and he grabs it, pulling me to the floor, the situation would be truly disastrous.'
"If you really couldn't kill me, you would've gotten out from under the bed to kill me already."
'As expected, the old man didn't fall for it.'
Fu Tailan shrugged.
"Whatever. You can stay under there if you want. You took two Illusions from me, you know. Such thievery isn't very nice. Let's see what you've got hidden in this bag of yours... You went to all the trouble of setting a trap and luring me in. There's no way you didn't prepare at least one Illusion, right? Maybe you even have something special for me?"
Chaisi said nothing.
Fu Tailan smiled. Keeping his gun aimed at the foot of the bed with one hand, he opened the toiletry bag again with the other.
