"Magician?"
"What's a magician?"
"Magic Power... Magic Technique? Magic?"
The prisoners in the dining hall were somewhat puzzled, but most were just quietly watching, not saying a word.
"Then, let's welcome the magician..." Clo suddenly bent down, asking in a low voice, "What can you do?"
"Performing, I specialise in the Entertainment Series," Jiang Shu replied. "You know, mixing truth and falsehood, deception, blindfolds, Illusion Techniques, and stuff like that."
"Please welcome Mr. Jiang the Magician, to bring us a segment of..." Clo stretched out his arms, slightly turning his body in a wide arc so that everyone could see his face, "an exceptionally brilliant performance!"
The prisoners clapped sporadically, and Clo too jumped off the dining table, patting Jiang Shu, "Go on, everyone's waiting for you."
Jiang Shu nodded, stepping onto the dining table with the help of a bench. He rubbed his hands, and in them appeared a black card—the three of spades.
