It turns out that he was a guest on the top floor, which is easy to understand - what a joke!
There was a more obvious vibration in No. 3's eyes. He looked away in confusion, with an expression of uncontrollable suspicion and vigilance.
He certainly didn't doubt that Yuan Yuxue would deceive him... He just suspected that Yuan Yuxue's consciousness had been changed.
Otherwise, how could they not realize that the guest on the top floor of the Escape Hotel is an extremely strange existence in itself, and most likely not a friendly NPC in the dungeon setting, but more like a dangerous hostile NPC.
How could he become Yuan Yuxue's good friend, and even send him off the elevator so cordially... No. 3's mind was filled with confusion at this moment. He pursed his lips, ready to rescue Yuan Yuxue from Jie Zhouyan's reach at any time, as if the elevator was a cage that could kill people, and Jie Zhouyan was the monster that chose its prey.
Number Three stretched out his hand, suppressing the surging power under his palm.
His fingertips were stretched straight, the veins on his wrists were slightly protruding, and with a little sweat, he slowly approached Yuan Yuxue, as if he wanted to take Yuan Yuxue away from the elevator - Jie Zhouyan noticed his movements, and then he felt extremely unhappy.
This unhappiness was not due to No. 3's suspicion and speculation about him.
Anyway, Jie Zhouyan had long been accustomed to this kind of awe from others, and even felt that it was just as it should be.
But he hated others looking at him as if he would hurt Yuan Yuxue. To Jie Zhouyan, this was a far greater offense than being in awe of him.
Jie Zhouyan's eyes were fixed on the hand of No. 3 that had silently invaded. When he was about to use some cruel method to skin and pull out the tendons of that hand, making it bleed profusely, he suddenly heard Yuan Yuxue's slightly cold voice.
Yuan Yuxue, who had always been very insensitive to other people's emotions, now noticed the hidden rejection and vigilance of No. 3, and even seemed to be able to guess his thoughts.
He pressed down on No. 3's fingertips that were filled with strength, and it was like a bucket of ice falling down on his head, directly suppressing the hidden smoke.
Yuan Yuxue calmly repeated it again, Jie Zhouyan was his friend, and would always appear in the same copy with him - just in some different identities.
Yuan Yuxue was already used to this process. He said frankly that compared to No. 3, he trusted Jie Zhouyan more.
Almost unabashedly... biased.
After being slightly surprised, No. 3 realized that this kind of abnormal role allocation would indeed appear in some copies.
But most importantly, he didn't want to upset his teammates whom he had finally met again because of this kind of thing.
Number Three pursed his lips tightly, still with that cold and world-weary look on his face. But he took off his glasses, wiped them gently, and used this action to quickly apologize.
“… I see. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted you.”
Moreover, he should thank Jie Zhouyan for sending Yuan Yuxue back safely. Their subsequent tasks also obviously required Jie Zhouyan's cooperation - but that last bit of tangled emotion made No. 3 sigh slightly, but he still couldn't say such a weak word.
But it doesn’t matter.
That's enough.
Jie Zhouyan, who was obviously biased by Yuan Yuxue, quickly retracted the last bit of his anger and raised one corner of his lips slightly.