"You may call me The Fool," echoed through the grand hall, lingering in Audrey and Alger's hearts, stirring unease.
They hadn't expected such a title, yet it fit his mysterious, powerful, and strange image perfectly.
Audrey stood, curtsied, and asked, "Honorable Mr. Fool, would you witness our trade?"
"It's nothing," Zhou Mingrui replied calmly.
Alger, placing a hand over his chest, added, "It's our honor, Mr. Fool."
Zhou Mingrui lowered his palm, smiling. "Continue."
After discussing their plans, Audrey, eyes sparkling, suggested, "Mr. Fool, would you consider holding more gatherings like this?"
Alger quickly agreed, proposing that their diverse backgrounds and resources could benefit him.
Weighing the pros and cons, Zhou Mingrui tapped the table thoughtfully. Controlling the summoning and dismissal, he decided, "I'm open to a fair exchange. Every Monday at three, be alone."
Audrey, excited, proposed, "Let's use code names! I'll be 'Justice' from the tarot cards. What about you?"
"The Hanged Man," Alger responded.
With Mr. Fool's approval, Audrey happily declared, "We are the founding members of the Tarot Club!"
Zhou Mingrui smiled in amusement and ended the gathering, leaving both Audrey and Alger eager for the next meeting.
Back in his apartment, Zhou Mingrui, now Klein, reflected on the surreal experience. "I won't be returning home soon," he muttered, accepting his new reality.