"Here you go."
In the room, Lin Bei suddenly unbuckled his belt and handed it to Chu Liang.
"What for?"
Chu Liang, who was taking things seriously, was instantly confused.
"You've tied him up, lit the candle. It just feels like something is missing without a whip." Lin Bei said, "Use this as a substitute."
"..." Chu Liang was speechless at this pervert.
Lin Bei modestly observed the pervert in front of him.
"This isn't that kind of candle..." Chu Liang felt compelled to explain, "This is a Heart Reflecting Candle that can detect whether he's lying."
Speaking, he placed the black candle on the table, allowing the candlelight to cast a long shadow of the man on the wall.
The man, in his thirties or forties, was short and dark-skinned, currently tied to the ground, with a panicked look on his face.
Upon hearing Chu Liang say that this was a Heart Reflecting Candle, not for that kind of use. He first let out a sigh of relief, but then grew nervous again.
