"...Should I choose D?" he looked at the doorknob in his hand.
Just a gentle twist, and the answer would be revealed.
B, or D?
He gripped the doorknob, his palm already drenched in sweat.
In the last round, his teammate had died for choosing B, so this time, he really didn't want to choose B again...
Choose D, no more hesitation, open that door! Even if you're eliminated, it's not a loss! As long as you keep the King advancing, they're still the winners!
With a pep talk in his mind and force in his hand, he opened the door that was answer D——
A wave of bright red blocked his vision.
He looked down in confusion, only to see more blood spurting out; then the world spun, and with a thud, he fell to the ground.
...
Silence surrounded them.
No one spoke.
Bai Youwei covered her nose; the smell of blood was too strong...
