Fei Qiufei usually had a fondness for horror stories and horror films. Compared to the most common trope in Western horror—where four people enter a locked room and only three come out—he preferred the horror trope of Dragon Country—where four people enter a locked room, and five come out.
But no matter the type of horror, none could compare to the terror Ji Tianqi brought at this moment.
He took a deep breath and a somewhat flattering smile appeared on his face.
"Mr. Ji's acting is truly masterful, I think he could become a professional actor."
Ji Tianqi, whose gaze was unfocused and vacant, seemed to see his smile though. A smile with exactly the same meaning appeared on his face, only it was more pronounced.
"Commander Fei, do you think I'm just acting?"
"..."
A bead of cold sweat trickled from Fei Qiufei's forehead, clearly visible.
