For the first few moments, it seemed no one realized that anything was amiss with the series of numbers.
Until Luo Geng suddenly frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the bookcase nearest to him—the one with two or three dozen small flags stuck in it, which represented the martial arts dueling game.
"Excuse me, this dueling game was chosen, right?" He seemed unable to believe it himself, as if he needed confirmation despite staring at a bookcase covered in flags.
Amelia shook her head.
Amid a rising clamor of disbelief, the entire hall was seized by confusion.
"I knew it. Something seemed off." Luo Geng maintained his gentlemanly composure, smiling as he said to the staff, "It looks like you've mixed up the numbers. A glance at the flag count should make it obvious."
A staff member glanced at Amelia.
"But the count is correct," he whispered. "This is the bookcase I tallied."
Luo Geng let out a laugh. "No, Miss Amelia just said—"
He trailed off.
...It dawned on him.
