Qin Yu retorted, "Are you trying to scare me? When I draw for small worlds, I always spin the roulette wheel myself, so are you suggesting there's something fishy going on there, too? But before, you said the spin was random, so are you just contradicting yourself?"
— The spin is random, but the small worlds you have available to choose from can be curated.
— All options can be C; no matter how you spin, the outcome remains the same.
— Perhaps we could slip in a few B-levels as grand prizes.
— Would you be pleased then?
Pleased my ass, this is turning out to be trickier than the World Cup betting scandal.
Qin Yu: I choose the dog leash.
Jiaojiao: I choose the cat leash.
"This is all in the future; just a joke. Everyone should relax, don't be so tense... I'm not feeling very well..." Qin Yu put on a gentle and cultured smile, though he looked pale and weak, a pitiful sight to behold.
— This is our offer, you can refuse, though we won't accept your refusal.
