"Why didn't you force me out of the game?" Lin Bai asked.
"I dare not." Zheng Tong looked at the shadow on the French window, voicing his frustration. "If I'd forced you out of the game, who knows what you would do with my body?"
"Little Zheng, since I possessed you, your IQ has obviously improved a lot!" Lin Bai laughed. "You're even starting to consider the bigger picture."
"Bullshit about the bigger picture; I just don't trust you," Zheng Tong retorted irritably. "By staying in my body, even if you're possessing me, at least I know what I'm doing. It's better than being ruined by you for no reason. Just moments ago, I was desperately wishing you'd stay in the game and never come out. The mere thought of a man living inside me makes me feel sick..."
Under the Truth-telling Technique.
Zheng Tong didn't bother to lie; he simply said what he thought without considering Lin Bai's feelings.
