After a full minute, Shang finally made his choice.
It wasn't an easy one, but Shang believed that it was correct.
"I choose…"
"19."
The jester's smile widened as he looked at Shang.
"Now, that is interesting," he said as he appeared directly in front of Shang, looking him deeply in the eyes.
For just a moment, Shang felt fear arise in his heart.
"Even though I blocked your thoughts from my perception, I was still very certain in being able to foresee your choice since I know everything about you."
"Yet, who would have guessed that I would be wrong?" the jester mused as he looked into Shang's eyes with a mad grin.
"I was sure you would choose 22."
"Tell me, why did you choose 19?" the jester asked without moving away.
Shang felt very uncomfortable with the jester so close to his face.
Shang took a deep breath to organize his thoughts.
"There are several reasons for my decision."
