And if one cannot cleverly avoid the traps set in Zi Tong's words, then a scenario akin to a judge asking a prisoner, “Do you choose beheading or hanging?” would unfold. Though the pace of suffering may differ, the ultimate outcome would be no different.
But all of this was unknown to Su Yao Yang, who stood before Zi Tong. After the initial tension and excitement subsided, he lowered his head and began to seriously contemplate the question Zi Tong had posed.
“Actually, I’ve known Miss Zitou for a long time,” Su Yao Yang said. “It was roughly a year ago on a Wednesday afternoon, in the small café where we first agreed to meet today. Miss Zitou was sitting in the third seat by the window near the door. However, even though I was sitting not far from you across the table, you didn’t notice
